Seasons of Life or Life of Seasons

PAD Prompt day 27: For today’s prompt, take the phrase “(blank) Of (blank),” replace the blanks with a word or phrase, make the new phrase the title of your poem, and then, write your poem.

We walk through rooms

The glory-plumes that fuel wonder

bloom and fade

Soon earth is strewn

with fragments of an afternoon

and love we made

We plow through wars

The shores, when we look back

Don't tell the whole

where ebb and flow 

of dawn to dusk's hello-farewell

wash and cajole

We break through walls
...the shawls we cling to fray
while fingers prize
the fond familiar
estranged, exchanged; we blinded by
stars in our eyes

We wade waist-deep

through fields of flowered grass

soon felled and dead

and peer ahead 

with dread and hope toward the slopes

not clambered yet

Janet Martin~

...this, for me seemed to be the shortest year yet!!!

Can't believe grand-baby is a month away from his first birthday