Robin is absent
Winter’s silence
inviting retreat
Children embrace adventure
while I, behind panes,
watch fluctuations
await harbinger’s return.
(This poem was written for a challenge from my poetry circle: to write a poem without adjectives. Image my own).
A poem sans adjectives sounds super challenging. I re-read it once I knew these were the parameters. This is brilliant.
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Thank you.
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In poetry, it’s difficult to write without adjectives. I might try this technique. Thanks.
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It’s a fun exercise.
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Great poem
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Thanks
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Did you Paint this? It’s beautiful along with the piece especially 🌝 ❤️ 💙 💜 💖
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Thanks. It’s a photograph that I played with, but I think it might inspire me to paint it.
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Great job with that prompt, VJ.
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Thanks LuAnne
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Well done!
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Thank you!
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Impressive – poem and artwork!
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thanks!
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So nicely done.
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thanks
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🙏🏼
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I love the poem and the picture! Both are beautiful. The idea of a poem without adjectives is an excellent one. Sometimes, I find there is nothing but adjectives.
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Thus the challenge, lol. Thanks
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Love this image.
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Thanks
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Well done! I suspect that would be a tough challenge for me. Hugs to you, VJ. 🥰
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Thanks!
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Your adjective-free poem works very well! I love the image, too.
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Thanks, Liz
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You’re welcome, VJ.
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We’re, always, looking for the, warmer season, especially in the, winters, because the cold seemed, never, ending…
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Exactly!
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How cool, what a wonderful poem!
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Thanks!
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💗
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😊
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