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My name is Joy, and I love to write. Why poetry, here? Because poetry uplifts its writer, and if she is lucky enough, her readers, too. Around us, so many objects abound to write about. Once a poet starts with a smallest, most trivial object, he shall discover that his pen will spill out what is most delicate or most majestic hidden inside him. Since the classics sometimes dealt with lofty subjects with a lofty language, a person with poetry in his soul may incline to emulate that. That is understandable. Poetry does that to a person: it enlarges the soul and gives it wings. Yet, to really soar, a poet needs to take off from the ground. Kiya's gift. I love it!
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"Failure is unimportant. It takes courage to make a fool of yourself."
CHARLIE CHAPLIN


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Sometimes it takes darkness and the sweet
confinement of your aloneness
to learn
anything or anyone
that does not bring you alive
is too small for you.

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This is my supplementary blog in which I will post entries written for prompts.

March 27, 2024 at 1:30pm
March 27, 2024 at 1:30pm
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Prompt: What signs of spring do you see in your area?

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This is a difficult question only because it has to do with my area. In my area, spring, summer, hot summer, and short fall days come mixed throughout the year. Yet, we usually have a vibrant display of nature throughout the year, if you overlook the lousy aftermaths of storms and hurricanes.

Yet, I lived up north for many decades, and there, one of the most noticeable signs of spring was the blooming of flowers. Gardens and parks came alive as trees and plants burst into colors. Tulips, daffodils, and hyacinths painted the landscape with their bright hues, while cherry blossoms (Hello, Washington DC!) and magnolia trees created a breathtaking display of pink and purple.

Also, birds used to play a significant role in signaling the arrival of spring. Chirping and singing birds filled the mornings and evenings, creating a special music, soothing and uplifting. Here, I get birdsongs throughout the year. Just not like up north. Rarely we see a red-breasted Robin or a bluebird, for example.

For other larger and smaller life their spring, or should I say breeding season, comes around in June here and for especially the snakes. Usually snakes avoid people, but in June, one needs to avoid them and be very, very careful.

Friends up north love spring for they shake off the lethargy of the winter and begin to enjoy those more pleasant days. Here, however, what we like to shake off is the intense heat of the hot summer every fall season. To tell the truth, we're all mixed-up here, down south, in any area or way you can think of. *Wink* Seasonal change or rather confusion can be seen as only one of them.


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