
Here is a poem for "Gunpowder: A Mikeydred November Dollar Prompt" challenge. It's short, don't blink.. lol Hope you enjoy it!!
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It's winter now
the leaves have fallen
it's getting colder
the sun comes out
although a lot less bolder.
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I walk outside
and I close my eyes
breathe in the smell
of the fireplace fires.
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We barely had the turkey done
when the stores
hung their garland
saying Christmas had begun.
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With a new year
just around the bend
I'm thinking of resolutions
like mini solutions
hoping to keep them
in the end.
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About the Creator
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Sam Harty is a poet of raw truth and quiet rebellion. Author of Lost Love Volumes I & II and The Lost Little Series, her work confronts heartbreak, trauma, and survival with fierce honesty and lyrical depth. Where to find me




Comments (6)
It sums it up for me! It does feel like holidays are thrown at me and I am never ready, lol!
This was delightful! So many great holiday particulars woven throughout! Great thread of rhyme too!
Oh this was all the things at once!! Holidays sprinkled all through :)
Nice winter words
Very sweet and accurate, good read
Nicely done.