
shifting
winter’s fading
melting away under the sun
winter’s fading
remnants of snow veiled in shading
linger, though the shift has begun
the days grow warm, spring’s soon to come
winter’s fading
~kat
These days when it feels like there is never enough time (hence, this late daily posting), there is also the acknowledgement that time brings change, welcome change in the passing of one season to the next. Those in between seasons are my favorites. Autumn when the cooling temperatures bring a refreshing relief to the heat of summer and spring when the frigid cold of winters warms and a new cycle of life begins. There is hope in the in between. Dare I say “a glimmer”?!
Peace, love and warm glimmers to you!
~kat
Today we try our hand at the Rondelet. (You know I love a good refrain!). Here are the bones of a rondelet poem:
- 7 lines
- Lines 1, 3, and 7 are refrains
- Refrain lines are 4 syllables long, other lines are 8 syllables
- Rhyme scheme: AbAabbA




February 22nd, 2025 at 10:05 am
Interesting
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February 22nd, 2025 at 10:23 am
Thanks for commenting. You should give this form a try! 😊
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February 22nd, 2025 at 10:41 am
A beautiful poem
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February 23rd, 2025 at 4:51 am
Thank you Sadje. ✨💚✨
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February 23rd, 2025 at 5:09 am
🌹👍🏼🌹
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February 22nd, 2025 at 11:05 am
A marvellous glimmer today. We were able to dry washing on the line outside!
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February 22nd, 2025 at 5:00 pm
That is a fine glimmer. Others have shared similar experiences. I don’t have an outside line, but you all have me thinking I need one. I love the smell of line dried sheets! ✨💚✨
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February 22nd, 2025 at 1:12 pm
Lovely!
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February 23rd, 2025 at 4:51 am
Thank you Di ✨💚✨
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