Category Archives: Seasons

Sue Vincent’s #Thursday photo prompt: Calm #writephoto

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The stream looks calm, no ripple disturbs the surface. As if viewed in a mirror, images of the banks and wide sky form exact portraits of the landscape without the need of artist’s brush or photographer’s lens. The beauty of the scene is of no concern to you though.

It is Autumn and the waters of the brook are swollen after the first seasonal rains. Intuition tells you that changes will be taking place within the recent torrent. Now-placid and canal-like. This could be what you have been waiting for. From your pocket you take a jam-jar, emptied of it’s sticky contents, label removed and ready for use.

Three feet below the water’s surface the annual miracle has started. If, like some Old Testament miracle, the waters were to part, you would be able to witness an amazing spectacle.

Not trusting to any help from Moses your jam-jar will be required. Cautiously approaching the water’s edge you lie face down and place the jar on the surface. All the action is now laid bare to your eyes.

Before your eyes activity hidden from view is revealed. You are able to glimpse the private love act of salmo salar, the Atlantic salmon.

After years spent cruising the Atlantic ocean male fish known as jacks have answered an uncontrollable urge to return to their birthplace. The increasing depth of water due to  rain has enabled them to make their way up small rivulets. On their way the urge is so strong that they have no time to eat. Sea-lice has caused their scales to turn from fresh silver to a chalky white as they shrink and fall to the riverbed. Acquiring a deep blushing red the jaws resemble elongated hooks making the act of eating impossible anyway.

Females have laid millions of eggs in scrapes on the gravel beds and as the males release their milt it forms opaque clouds before settling on the eggs ready to  fertilise and start the new life necessary for the success of the species.

All this is revealed as you lean over the water’s edge with the jar resting  on the surface.

You take the jar and leave the fish to their devices’ knowing that within a few days with little rain the waters will return to their shallow state. Returning to the brook you will see many salmon stranded and dying, their work done.  Their bodies forming a bonanza feast for the local wildlife.

Meanwhile within the stream the fry will hatch and  soon be swimming, ready to face the trials of life and begin the cycle once more

 

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#Heeding Haiku With Chèvrefeuille, November 7th 2018 the voice of the wind

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The blushing leaves dance

with soft chattering whispers

coy before the breeze

 

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#WEEKLY #TANKA #PROMPT #POETRY CHALLENGE – WEEK 115 – SEASONS & HARMONISED

was it just by chance

or maybe some grand design

we may never know

but when the earth gained it’s tilt

it harmonised the seasons

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M haiku

Hurricane footage

sympathy follows wonder,

seasonal cycle.

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MLMM’s #First Line Friday: August 31st, 2018

Summer died that night. It was a time of celebration, the deep fire-pit, filled to the height of a man with peat, brush, bracken and branches ready to be lit. The cattle, pigs, sheep and fowl driven in to the central enclosure ready for the elders to carry out their grisly task,

The children had asked the usual questions which we had asked when we were young. The answer was always the same throughout the years. “This is the way it has always  been.”

“The beasts we have nurtured lovingly throughout the year must repay our kindness. There will be feasting for everyone before the dark days come as they surely will. There is not enough goodness in the fields to keep and sustain our flocks and herds. Only the necessary  few will be kept for our daily needs.”

“The offering  we make now will be noted by the sky-dwellers and if pleased they will  send the bright sun back to lighten our days once more when the time is right. This is as it has always been.”

As we watched the great fire was lit. Bright scarlet and yellow tongues of flame leaped into the not yet dark sky. Our animal’s eyes rolled at the sight. As each one was led through the narrow entrance between the stakes into the very heart of the village the remainder started to grow restless and were snorting, bleating and clucking wildly. We could hear the loud cries of pain from within and panic started to spread through the now terrified animals. We beat them furiously to  try and stop the by then dangerous mayhem.

A greasy cloud of dark smoke hung motionless in the air above the cluster of thatched dwellings and the smell of animal fat was strong in ours and the remaining animal’s nostrils. The addition of the animal fat helped the flames to reach high above the height of the palisade for all to see.

The last beast was lead through the opening, their  dark, deadly destiny assured. Gradually we heard the sound of drums performing an increasingly louder, rhythmic, hypnotic beat.  It was hard to stop our feet from stamping and dancing in time to the music.

Finally the last of the sun’s rays died and only then were we able to pass through the portal to join the great feast marking the change of the seasons.

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Sue Vincent’s Thursday photo prompt: Summer #writephoto

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The white-fringed faces

turn expectantly toward

the bright Summer sun

eager to gain attention

from the bees and butterflies

 

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L haiku

In golden sunlight

two white butterflies make love

last waltz before death

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RonovanWrites #Weekly #Haiku #Poetry Prompt #Challenge #213 Time&Movement

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guided by the sun

and it’s movement through  the sky

time was born of man

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J haiku

tall grasses tremble

willow branches sway and dance

playful Summer breeze

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#Weekly Tanka Prompt #Poetry Challenge – Week 103 – Summer & Breeze

Doldrums 

On the calm waters

the majestic vessel sits

in expectation.

Captain and crew all waiting

for signs of a Summer breeze.

 

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