It was a day like no other
because it had never been
before. There had never
been a sky like this.
There were less leaves
on the gnarled oak.
Slowly the days dim
and grow shorter and
as summer fades, an
imperceptible hint
of fall teases in a breeze.
De is our host for Quadrille Monday at dVerse Poets. Won’t you join us in writing a 44 word poem? See De’s presentation for the details of this fun challenge!
Posted by Bodhirose on August 29, 2016
https://bodhirose.wordpress.com/2016/08/29/a-day-like-no-other/
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whimsygizmo
/ August 29, 2016“fall teases in a breeze” — oh, YES. Love this, Gayle. I am craving fall!
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Bodhirose
/ August 29, 2016I’m craving it too…so much that I’m imagining a tiny hint of coolness on the breeze. 🙂
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Victoria C. Slotto
/ August 29, 2016That first sentence is so powerful, so true. Every day is brand new.
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Bodhirose
/ August 29, 2016Thank you much, Victoria. You’re comments are still turned off…can not leave a message over there.
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Sanaa Rizvi (@rizvi_sanaa)
/ August 29, 2016‘fall teases in a breeze’ is just so delicious an image ❤ Love this, Gayle 😀
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Anita Lubesh
/ August 29, 2016A beautiful start for to end that way. Lovely.
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Truedessa
/ August 29, 2016Each day is new and like no other. If we open our eyes we will see the splendor before us.
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ladynyo
/ August 29, 2016Oh! this is lovely! Gayle, you are brave. I can’t do this form for nuts. A lovely song to Fall.
Jane
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Anonymous
/ August 29, 2016Wonderful! I am most def craving autumn. And you are right, each day is truly different.
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Arcadia Maria
/ August 29, 2016Love the last line “of fall teases in a breeze”
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Björn Rudberg (brudberg)
/ August 30, 2016So much to love in this, the gnarled oak and that teasing of the breeze… A day to remember
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katiemiafrederick
/ August 30, 2016Whispering pine leaves
roaring louder through
cold
fronts
of Love
that warms
a heArt of chocoLate..:)
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petrujviljoen
/ August 30, 2016A soft, gentle beauty to this.
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kim881
/ August 30, 2016We have an imperceptible hint this morning – I love it!
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kaykuala (@hankkaykuala)
/ August 30, 2016imperceptible hint
of fall teases in a breeze
The falling leaves are a tell-tale sign of impending Fall!
Hank
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Bryan Ens
/ August 30, 2016Like your statement about it being a day like no other because it had never been before. I suppose each day is a day like no other …and we need to look for each day’s unique hidden beauty.
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lillian
/ August 30, 2016oh yes…..your first stanza is filled with the hope that every day is indeed a new day and like no other that has been.
And yes — autumn is my favorite season so I love that tease of that little fall breeze — and then almost always, Indian Summer as my mother used to call it (I have no idea why) happens in mid-September and sometimes even in early October — those very hot days as if summer is saying — whoa!!! I’m not gone yet!! 🙂 That tease….
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Mish
/ August 30, 2016Oh I love this, Gayle…the contrast between the two stanzas, almost like two different voices. Very nice.
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Misky
/ August 30, 2016“Fall teases” oooh yes. Nice. Nice. Nice.
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Imelda
/ August 30, 2016Slowly, slowly, fall is coming to our neck of the woods. If only for some respite from the heat, I welcome the arrival of Fall. 🙂
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Rosemary Nissen-Wade
/ August 31, 2016Yes, every day is unique and special, and can never be repeated.
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lynn__
/ August 31, 2016Yes, each day precious and unique! The oak holds on to its leaves the longest and the breezes tease…
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mother wintermoon
/ September 2, 2016Lovely! ❤️
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sarahsouthwest
/ September 4, 2016Days feel especially new at the turning of the seasons. Love the detail in the second stanza.
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