Wednesday, September 21, 2016

On Gentle Paws

The new dark is creeping in
On  gentle paws,
nibbling at the late afternoon light.

Soon lamps and crackling fires
will replace those  soft summer evenings,
full of children's voices.

I pile the pillows high,
set out the fleecy blankets,
stack up the books,
like nuts for a winter squirrel..

We are at the turning of the seasons
once again,
the new dark creeping in
on gentle paws.

For Susan's prompt at Midweek Motif ...Equinox.

22 comments:

  1. This is just lovely, haunting. <3

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  2. Oh yes--"stack up the books,
    like nuts for a winter squirrel.. ."
    When you put it like this, I wonder that it is not we who nibble so we can cuddle up again.

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  3. Oh my word. This is stunning, Sherry! I absolutely love this.

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  4. Oh! Such an eloquent write, Sherry ๐Ÿ’– Love the image 'new dark creeping in on gentle paws' ๐Ÿ’–


    Lots of love,
    Sanaa

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  5. I think I like those gentle paws..they sound comforting xo

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  6. I can't tell you how long I've been waiting for the new dark. I am sooooo tired of the dazzling desert sunshine! Bring on the dark!

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  7. Nice one, Sherry; love the reference to the squirrel, so true when we hunker down for those long evenings.

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  8. paws to warm, paws to claw, paws to protect, paws to scar. Hope. comfort and trust.
    nicely done

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  9. Darkness nibbling as we chew on book after book... love that!!

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  10. I like your metaphoric writing, Sherry. They are indeed gentle paws which usher in the new season.

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  11. The new dark creeping in on gentle paws. A time to prepare for some needed rest.

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  12. love the 'nibbling' that's going around :)

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  13. I love how this poem looks on us just as though we too have to hibernate in our own way to survive winter. I can remember that being the case so many years ago in Britain but it is not quite the same "Down under".

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  14. this has a beautiful tender feel to it.. i'm sad that summer is over on one hand - but i also love the cozyness of winter and fall..

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  15. I love this, Sherry. It does feel like Fall sliding into the season... I can smell the apple and spice. :-)

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  16. Beautiful poem. Enjoyed reading it, Sherry.

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  17. Just beautiful...the dark creeping in on gentle paws...love
    your cosying up your little teapot house in preparation for the winter months ahead.

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  18. On gentle paws...love this warm and cozy poem Sherry.

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  19. "nibbling at the late afternoon light" - WOOZERS!!!

    This is so wonderfully cosy and utterly s-s-s-igh-worthy. Beautifully drawn. I am there ... in my flannelette pajamas.

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  20. Very nice composition! 'nibbling at the late afternoon light.' loved this line :)

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  21. Such a wonderful poem, Sherry. It reminds me of a treasured pet dog with gentle paws turning about itself as it settles down on a warm spot by the fire on an Autumn evening!

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