At the river's edge...

9/6/2022

Hello blog friends!

It's time for another poem. Colleen Chesebro posted the rainbow picture at the right and asked each participant to choose a color and feature it in a syllabic poem.

In my area of the United States, the season is beginning to shift. I've chosen to write a Tanka poem focused on that movement -- at the river's edge.

How about your area? Are you beginning to see the approach of Autumn?

Have a wonderful week, hopefully with abundant sightings of rainbows. ❤️

34 Comments

Joan Hall link

9/6/2022 18:32:25

Lovely poem, Gwen. Fall weather comes late where I live, but the intense heat of summer seems to have passed. Last Friday, my husband and I were driving and had just crossed a river. He saw several Canadian Geese. That's extremely early for them in this part of the country.

Gwen M. Plano

9/7/2022 05:27:01

Thank you, Joan. I wonder if the wildlife knows more than we do about the seasons and weather changes. 😊

CS Boyack

9/7/2022 05:04:22

Our geese are weird. We have thousands of them and they never leave. More show up in the Fall, but we have a lot of residents.

Gwen M. Plano

9/7/2022 05:30:28

Everyone wants to move to Idaho, even the wildlife. 😊

Elizabeth Gauffreau link

9/7/2022 05:12:30

A lovely tribute to the changing season! In my neck of the woods, the seasonal shift began in August.

Gwen M. Plano

9/7/2022 05:28:37

Thank you, Liz. The shift is a relief after an unusually hot summer. 😊

Harmony Kent link

9/7/2022 05:42:58

Beautiful, Gwen. We’ve seen autumnal leaves incredibly early this year. I suspect because of the extreme temperatures. Wonderful imagery in both the picture and the poem 💕🙂

Gwen M. Plano

9/7/2022 09:42:13

Thank you, Harmony. Our weather is unpredictable these days, and I suspect that confuses the wildlife of maybe just us humans. 😊

Staci Troilo link

9/7/2022 06:12:41

What a beautiful poem, Gwen. It's still very warm here, but I saw a rainbow last week when the vet said I could pick up my dog (who survived his surgery). They're such a symbol of hope and love.

Gwen M. Plano

9/7/2022 09:48:45

Thank you, Staci. I'm so happy your pup is doing well. They are part of our family, aren't they? How marvelous to see the rainbow. ❤️

Diana Peach link

9/7/2022 06:32:47

Lovely image and tanka, Gwen. When I used to live in Vermont, the migration of the Canadian geese was always a sign of the changing seasons. Here the leaves are beginning to turn. It's lovely time of year and you captured its change beautifully. <3

Annette Rochelle Aben link

9/7/2022 07:40:33

Covers all my bases! Terrific poetry, great photo and GEESE!

Gwen M. Plano

9/7/2022 09:43:05

They are lovely creatures, aren't they! Thank you, Annette. 😊

John Howell link

9/7/2022 08:31:58

Always nice to see the seasons change. A lovely poem, Gwen.

Gwen M. Plano

9/7/2022 09:44:03

Thank you, John. I suspect many of us are grateful to be entering autumn. It's been such a hot summer. 😊

Marcia Meara link

9/7/2022 08:32:38

Lovely poem for a lovely season, Gwen. You ask how things are down here? Welp ... yesterday was another 94 degree day in what is starting to feel like an endless summer. I'm LONGING for some cool mornings so I can do much needed weeding in what's left of our garden, but I suspect it will be awhile yet. So, please forgive me for being jealous! Ooooh to see autumn leaves and frost on the pumpkin! Enjoy it, my friend! And may it inspire many more beautiful poems. 🤗💖🤗

Gwen M. Plano

9/7/2022 09:46:21

Thank you so much, dear Marcia. Autumn is my favorite season, and my pumpkins are just about ready to harvest. ❤️🤗❤️

Colleen: Word Craft Poetry link

9/7/2022 10:03:29

Gwen, since the last week of August, all the birds have disappeared from my neighborhood here in Michigan. I can't believe the geese are flying south already. After a brutal summer, I think our winter will be extreme. Your tanka was beautifully written. 💜

Gwen M. Plano

9/7/2022 14:51:40

The monsoon has been generous to us, and the local lakes/rivers are full. The waterfowl love it -- as do residents. It's been such a crazy summer -- hope it turns cool for you soon. Thank you, Colleen. ❤️

Lisa link

9/7/2022 10:04:07

That's very nice. I have Canada geese flying overhead quite often throughout the day lately. Some stay all year here, but most fly over.

Gwen M. Plano

9/7/2022 14:55:29

Thank you, Lisa. I love watching the Canadian geese fly -- so beautiful.

Jan Sikes

9/7/2022 11:03:54

Such a lovely poem, Gwen. There is nothing like the changing of the seasons!

Gwen M. Plano

9/7/2022 14:52:51

So true, Jan, and each season has its own beauty. ❤️

Priscilla Bettis link

9/7/2022 13:23:12

Lovely poem, Gwen! It's in the 90s here, so it doesn't feel like autumn, but it's still nicer than the three-digit temps we had in June and July!

Gwen M. Plano

9/7/2022 14:54:16

We may hit 90 in the afternoon, but mornings and evenings are cool. Thank you, Pricilla.

Jill Weatherholt link

9/7/2022 15:47:40

Beautiful poem, Gwen! I'm hoping we are finally rid of the 90's, but sometimes the summer heat hangs on in September. I'm so ready for a crisp and cool morning...just not cold. :)

Gwen M. Plano

9/7/2022 20:36:48

Thank you, Jill. Our mornings are in the 60s and I love the crisp air. ❤️

mark bierman link

9/8/2022 05:28:03

Lovely poetry, Gwen! Yes, the Fall has certainly arrived here . . . cooler days and nights and a few leaves changing.

Gwen M. Plano

9/8/2022 13:09:12

Thank you, Mark. I love this season with all its changing colors and crisp breezes. 😊

Kerfe

9/9/2022 20:17:39

They seem to have settled in here for all seasons! They are considered real pests in some of the suburban areas. Luckily they avoid the city for the most part.

Gwen M. Plano

9/10/2022 15:06:25

They are a rarity in my area, so I love seeing them. ❤️

D.L. Finn

9/11/2022 10:15:10

I love how you captured the change of seasons in geese. I love to hear and see them going south.

Roberta Writes

9/11/2022 23:40:59

This poem really captures the spirit of migrating birds, Gwen.

Laura

9/12/2022 13:58:51

I love the honk of geese when they fly over us, in formation, mid-summer to the end of Autumn. There is a resting ground close by. Great tanka, Gwen.

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