for Six Sentence Stories where the given word is Beat.
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One season ends, another begins.
An eerie, whispering then whistling wind plays its haunting lament in the pit of my hearth.
Droplets of driven rain splitter splatter their staccato beat on my window pane.
Rivulets of glistening water zig-zag their journey down the glass fighting in vain to intrude on the calm within.
Launched by a furious gale, ruby, gold and crimson leaves swirl in technicolour clouds round and round, up and down, round and up and round and down.
Autumn’s anger, Summer’s wane, too soon to be Winter again.
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Thanks to Denise at GirlieOnTheEdge for hosting.
Lovely story Keith. Your description of the rain is magical…”Rivulets of glistening water zig-zag their journey down the glass fighting in vain to intrude on the calm within.”
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Thanks so much for your encouraging words, Suzette.
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Always a delight Keith. I enjoy your writings.
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Just when I was getting used to the heat wave, here comes winter. Nice rhyme (wane/again) and meter in the last sentence.
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Hopefully, we won’t experience a cold wave! Thank you so much, Frank.
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fall is my fav season. and then, there’s winter. )
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Trust Winter to spoil it!
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I do love the snow and beauty of winter and playing in the snow, but then – it’s march )
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Well done + delightful imagery!
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Thanks so much, Christine.
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‘whistling wind plays its haunting lament in the pit of my hearth’. Great image, Keith.
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I originally wrote ‘orchestra pit’, but I thought it was an unnecessary word. Thanks so much for your kind words, Doug.
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Great imagery in your words.
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Thank you so much, Patricia.
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Well done
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Thanks, Yvette.
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Poetic excellence mastered … so different from the humor you choose to write so often
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That’s so kind of you, Reena. I thought it would make a change!
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Beautifully written Keith
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Thanks so much. I thought I’d prove I have a serious side, Sadje!
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You do both sides so well.
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Wowwww, this is beyond Beautiful, Keith.
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That’s SO kind of you Leyde.
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Kind, maybe–but don’t forget I’m 100% sincere😊
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Reblogged this on Hourglass Poetry and commented:
Keith is one of my fave authors on Blog Street, and I’m pleased to share his beyond beautiful post! Please leave your comments on his original post—thank you!! Leyde
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Oh my goodness, I can’t thank you enough!
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You are my back-up plan…if I’m too busy to post, you’ll fill in via reblog! Hope your day is blessed!💖
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Jings, Keith, this is wonderfully poetic.
Bravo, mon ami!
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That’s much appreciated, thank you.
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Beautiful imagery, Keith and beautiful sentiments too. A wee gem.
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Thank you so much, Jenne.
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ly story and great word pictures!
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Much appreciated Paul, thank you.
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Such perfect weather 😍, when indoors.
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Too right, Bernadette!
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How I wish it could be Springtime all year long! Lovely poem, Keith!
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Imagine! Thanks, Nancy.
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This was truly beautiful!
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Thank you so much, Mitzi
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Beautifully done!
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Thanks. Mimi!
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Most excellent word-painting.
All too vivid, yo …all too vivid
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Thank you SO much.
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Buttoning up my sweater, warming my hands with a cup of hot tea. Who knew one could control the weather with words!
Masterfully written and performed, Keith.
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Thank you for your kind words, Denise, they’re much appreciated.
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I enjoyed the description in this piece, Keith.
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