Each In Their Turn

A Candidate/Group poem done for "Retired Founder, Rising Stars Program"  with kerrimiller, Mare ~ extended hiatus, and Lostwordsmith.

This is a ranga style poem, designed to be a collaborative project. Some of them are over a thousand lines long with a hundreds of poets working to create it. The format is unrhymed sets of 3 lines followed by 2 lines, then again 3 lines, 2 lines, etc. The syllables are 5-7-5, 7-7. The set of 3 lines helped create the popular style, haiku.

Color key kerrimiller is in green, Mare ~ extended hiatus is in maroon, Lostwordsmith is in purple, and Schnujo's NOT Doing NaNoWriMo is in blue.

frigid air lifts snow
dancing on midnight winds
grass sways in moonlight

Snowflakes fall like crystal coins
Snowmen made with coal for eyes

Gentle warm winds blow
as budding fields of flowers
long for April rain

The first daffodils open
And spring is finally here.

Butterflies flutter
Choosing their favorite spot.
Humid air abounds

Fireflies light hazy skies
to the tune of a cricket's song.

Autumn air settles
Clearing out the summer heat.
Snowbirds travel South.

trees stand in sunset's gleam
blackened trunks lacking their leaves