Haiku challenge

Burrowing in a cocoon 

Layered by time

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Who am I?

Autumn Sonnet 2.0

Drawn to your illuminating allure

Made of amber hues dancing in the light

Twirling and swaying in fiery grandeur

Turning, floating, falling as you take flight

While you steal the warmth and breath from my world 

Life turns to brittle pieces of decay 

As more diamond flecked blankets are unfurled

Darkness continues to swallow the day

The misty grey brims with an oozing chill

Then your mood swings arc back to startling blues

Amongst the dampness I inhale my fill

Of the beautiful starkness drifting loose

Spiral circles from beginning to end

An expected cycle both foe and friend

Armidale Autumn Tree

(Note: This poem was written a while ago as part of a series of pieces describing the four seasons, after a friend challenged me to write a sonnet.)

Summer Sonnet 2.0

The warmth you radiate pulls me to your embrace 

Your light lingers mingling in everything

Even as the ebb of time dictates you race

In this moment there is no doubt you are king

Out of your divine dynasty morsels are born

Providing feasts of tastes and textures so sublime

While this growing banquet ripens into a storm 

We reach the pinnacle where your supreme reign shines

From within your heart a chorus of music flows

This kaleidoscope of senses ensnares us all

A stretching canvas washed in strokes and shades of blues

With overwhelming beauty bringing forth our fall

Yet a truth remains as you hold others at bay

Your glowing heat so loved will have to end one day

Spring Sonnet 2.0

Piece by piece the season begins to shift
Blossoms appear upon a lonely tree
Days begin to stretch upon nights so swift
Sunlight lingers on everything I see

I start remembering the feel of heat
That leaves the icy cold wind in its wake
And with each new day in a sunlit street
We shed layers like the skin of a snake

I'm longing for the lengthening of days
The embracing sky of powdery blue
Bare branches once again hidden from gaze
And upon the ground is nothing but dew

As each new day begins springing alive
All around greens of nature once more thrive

One month in time

As a tide must return
A season will change
As the moon hides the sun
Nature alters and renews
As a raindrop must fall
Water dispels in heat
As the world becomes dry
The earth will crack and explode

As snow falls
Thick and deep
As rain drops
Thick and deep
As fire burns
Thick and deep

A moment
A day
A season
A year
Different places
Changing times
A moment
A day
A season
A year

As snow falls
Thick and deep
As rain drops
Thick and deep
As fire burns
Thick and deep

As a year passes
Not to be forgotten
As a season passes
Not to be repeated
As a day passes
That's seared in memory
A moment passes
That may, one day, return!

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As another summer approaches for Australia it makes me think about last summer and all the events that occured at the same time. The extremes of weather conditions still leaves me stunned. This poem is one I have been thinking about for a while and decided it was time to post it.

One of my friends asked me if I had a melody in mind. I did when I first wrote this and also it comes across when I read it that I still have one in mind. However, I neither have the knowledge or talent that allows me to create a melody that someone else could use. I am more than happy for someone else to do that.

One month in time by Allison Brown is licensed under a Creative Commons Attribution-Noncommercial-Share Alike 2.5 Australia License. Based on a work at allisonbrown.blogspot.com.

Winters Sonnet 2.0

Why enter the chill of a winter morn
When homes warm cocoon ensnares me inside?
The light, drawing my eyes towards the dawn
Reminds me the cold will not long abide.

As I exhale my breath enters the morning cold
And as a cloud appears before my sight,
Yet my breath, while seeming ever so bold,
Before a gentle breeze swiftly takes flight.

Gently rays of light expand and appear,
Touching the frozen night upon the ground.
Rising up, the sun warms all that is near,
Frees the world from the frost holding it bound.

As the night recedes from the warmth of day,
Memories of night-time's cold drifts away.

Thank you Carol Ward for publishing this poem. The poem was first published at Teesside Writer's Network on the page Latest news - Teesside Poems - it is the third poem down the page. There is also the Teesside Writer's Network Blog. Also
check out Carol's writing on her MySpace page and blog Different Planet and Shadows of Time.


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