Haiku Challenge #19 ~ Seasons

A late summer view of Dromana beach looking toward Mount Martha on the Mornington Peninsula

Those softer warm days
When Summer whispers Autumn
Come close to my soul

Written for The Haiku Challenge 2012 - Day 19 – February 19th – Theme: Seasons Type: Kigo

Mystery

After a series of cold, rainy, grey days in what should be Spring, today burst into 30C temperatures!
This is a view of Dromana beach stretching to Safety Beach today on the Mornington Peninsula!
Could this really be Summer?

Surprising weather
Mystery of the seasons
Fickle characters


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Wisdom of the Seasons

Collage by Gemma Wiseman ~ Trees and flowers through the seasons at Mornington Peninsula
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Manic Monday prompt ~ Season
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Each season has its own atmospheric glory
Wrapping the world in Nature's moods
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Each season offers the opportunity
To find a reason for
New makeup
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Seasonal changes
Time to dress in fresh wisdoms
Time to refresh souls
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Autumn is the Bridesmaid of Spring ~~~ Option 4 for Cafe Writing

Spring cherry blossom in Korea.












Autumn in Victoria, Australia.














Option Four: Pick Three
The first day of spring was once the time for taking the young virgins into the fields, there in dalliance to set an example in fertility for nature to follow. Now we just set the clocks an hour ahead and change the oil in the crankcase.– E.B. White
Pick at least three of the following eight words, and write a paragraph, scene, flash-fic, essay, blog entry or poem using them. It’s fine to change tenses, or pluralize if you want to, but please bold the words you choose.
spring, change, virgin, dalliance, fertile, nature, oil, crank
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The colours of Autumn are warm
For a little while ~
Like a dalliance
A sigh
A moment of
Wimpering delight
Trying to crank out
Mystic memories ~
But these last chimes of summer
Are destined to
Tumble
Forlorn
Tolling
The melancholic wisdom
Of aging
Ageless
Seers
Nature's seers
Breathing
The Cycles of Time
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But this Fall becomes
A Phoenix rising ~
Change is when
A Bridesmaid becomes
A Bride
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A lingering sleep
In a white world of ice
And then
The oil of
Sunlight
Works
Its magic innocence ~
Fragmenting
A white wonderland
Into budding
Blossoms
Of Virgin Spring
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