WORDS WRITTEN IN SILENCE

Springtime Prompt

wordswritteninsilence:

Calling all poets.

September 1 marks the start of spring, here, in Australia.

Submit your springtime poetry for the first 30 days of September and tag it “springtimeseptember”.

I shall be tracking this and at the end of it all, there shan’t be prizes. Instead, a chance to interact with new poets and read the works of others; a prize in itself.

Spread the word, wonderful writers.

Cheers,


Navin

Springtime in September

lzlabs:

As barren as the tall tree stands
with a rose whose fruit
has lost her bloom,
September comes
changing the mood of the sun
with chill laced air
and cozy campfire nights,
September comes
filling dream shaped minds
with blooms of butter yellow tulips
that dance
in a spring time waltz
across the garden beds
of every heart,
every heart that wishes
for springtime in September

I still search for stories
In little alleyways
Tales written on bricks
Fading with time
Memories etched on walls
Fading with time
Fading, before being repainted
Tales; lost to time

I still search for stories
In little alleyways
Tales written on bricks
Fading with time
Memories etched on walls
Fading with time
Fading, before being repainted
Tales; lost to time