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I see the year in colors,
in shades and subtle hues:
August aches with ochers,
and June a wealth of blues,
October rusting reddish--
November gray suspense--
with May a random rash of red,
from least to most intense,
April is the lightest green,
with March the lighter still,
and February’s dullish white
lacks January’s chill,
golden glows September
without explaining why,
much like the subtle silver
that captivates July,
and not the least in power
the silent clouds in line
that paint the dark December
in wispy white and wine.
© by J.A. Wagner
Used here with the author’s permission.
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Photo Credit: Niki Oulette
J.A. (John) Wagner holds a Ph.D. in history from Arizona State University and has taught classes in British and American history at Arizona State and Phoenix College. A retired editor, he has published a dozen reference works in English and European history. He splits his time between Wisconsin and Arizona.
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Adriana:
Can't improve on all the other praise. I love it, even though I don't see May as red. Never thought of months in color before; shall post this poem on my calendar to enjoy year round.
Posted 03/10/2024 06:14 PM
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Wilda Morris:
Very lyrical! The way you bounce back and forth through the year instead of going with the calendar is creative. Wonderful meter and rhyme.
Posted 03/10/2024 08:47 AM
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Darrell Arnold:
I didn't understand the colors, but, of course they are YOUR colors. However, I loved the cleverness of rhyme and meter. This is poetry.
Posted 03/09/2024 04:30 PM
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MLove:
Call me old-fashioned, but I do like a poem that rhymes! This was delightful. Thank you!
Posted 03/09/2024 03:34 PM
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EstherJ:
Well written, I enjoyed it greatly
Posted 03/09/2024 12:47 PM
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Lori Levy:
Love this year-in-colors poem. Beautiful language.
Posted 03/09/2024 12:29 PM
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CamilleBalla:
I especially like the sound of August aches with ochres. A delightful waltz through the seasons.
Posted 03/09/2024 11:44 AM
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Gilbert Allen:
A graceful lyric poem.
Posted 03/09/2024 10:00 AM
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Jancan:
Delightful,so appealing. John has captured the seasons through personification and the colors they display.
Posted 03/09/2024 09:59 AM
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wayne.goodling@yahoo.com:
Thank you for taking me through the year.
Posted 03/09/2024 09:35 AM
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michael escoubas:
Near-perfect iambic pentameter, John . . . as well as your use of color; you know and experience the seasons and bring it all home for the rest of us. This poem is a treasure.
Posted 03/09/2024 09:34 AM
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Larry Schug:
A very poetic perspective.
Posted 03/09/2024 09:19 AM
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PalaLynne:
Beautiful. Your words are like painting.
Posted 03/09/2024 07:17 AM
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