No parties, no fanfare.
I'd rather slip away quietly, fade-out...and...cut.
That's a wrap.
You would think goodbyes would get easier with age and practice, but for me, they've become more difficult. Time has become less infinite, more precious, giving me pause before moving on.
That's why I'm especially grateful for generous souls like Linda Baie, who bring attention to these passages of time--the ends and the beginnings--in a manner that comforts rather than alarms. Linda is driven by many passions, including reading, writing, teaching, learning, living, and loving; all of which shine through in her poetry and on her blog, TeacherDance.
So delighted to welcome you to Limerick Alley, Linda!
By way of introduction to today's little ditty, Linda shared with me that she has relied on autumn as the source of inspiration for many poems this year, including her own (like this one and this one) and those written by others as well. Now that December has arrived, she says, "it's time to say farewell to our autumn ideas." Sigh. I guess I'm ready if you are.
It's goodbye to the season named fall.
After fulsome praise -- now time for all
yellows, oranges, and reds
to crunch into their beds.
Let leaves take their final curtain call.
(c) 2013 Linda Baie. All rights reserved.
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| Autumn into Winter, by Sabine Rich (c) 2011 |
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| leaf-in-ice02.jpg, photograph by Nancy Ward (c) 2005 |
Nice goodbye to fall, Linda! Thanks for sharing Linda's wonderful work, Michelle.
ReplyDeleteI feel very lucky in that regard. :)
DeleteLove the idea of Limerick Alley, Michelle! :)
ReplyDeleteThanks, Carrie. :) Let me know if you want to join in the fun-- plenty of slots available for next year!
DeleteI love limericks though I am a bit inept at writing them. Thanks for highlighting the form in your "Alley", Michelle. And Linda, I, too, hate to say goodbye to my favorite season, fall. I love the lines in:
ReplyDelete"...now time for all
yellows, oranges, and reds
to crunch into their beds."
Thanks for sharing!
Those were my favorite lines too, Bridget. Not sure I buy into that part about you being "a bit inept" when it comes to writing limericks, though. Let me know if you change your mind and would like to be featured next year.
DeleteThank you Michelle for surrounding my poem with lovely words from your 'alley'. And thanks to Donna, Carrie and Bridget for stopping in to comment-grateful!
ReplyDeleteIt was a joy having you here, Linda!
DeleteI never thought a limerick could make me feel wistful. Thanks to both of you for your poems. The leaf in ice -- gorgeous image to pair with Linda's goodbye to fall poem.
ReplyDeleteThanks Laura, and I agree-- never before have I thought of limericks as wistful, but it really works! Kudos to Linda for that.
DeleteLimerick Alley - what a delightful name! And, echoing Laura, ditto re. a limerick bringing on some wistfulness. Fall is my favorite season, though with an impending move on my end, goodbyes are more poignant these days.
ReplyDeleteThanks for sharing your poem, Linda, and Michelle for providing the alley!
(PS - My "Captcha" thingie or however you spell it was "ndsykpe abroad" - thought that was amusing.) ;O)
I hear you, Robyn-- my move from Australia was a killer! Good luck with yours. That's funny about the captcha-- would make a good limerick, no?
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