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Trying my hand at a Rondelet for dVerse’s Form For All. Here goes.
Back on the train
Summer is losing its hold
Back on the train
Bits of warmth it seeks to regain
New England’s too gloomy and cold
On Florida summer is sold
Back on the train
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Ah to go south… we are also have rainy and cold again… summer is always unreliable in the north.. Love that back on the train… well choosen…
Thanks, Bjorn. For us this is not that unusual.
smiles…would be so cool to take a train trip again…we took one in pennsylvania…and lived in florida….the eternal summer…even in winter its like 60s-70s…here, summer is just beginning…nicely done to form…
My dream is to take a ride on the Trans-Siberian railroad.
Great form–the repetition lends itself well to the traveling theme. Excellent work here!
Thanks, nico.
Ah, the eternal lure of warmer climes; although it can get too hot.
Yes, and summer likes it that way 🙂
Lovely work on the repetition and rhyme ~ i wish summer is coming soon here as spring has been very cold and unpredictable ~
Grace, unpredictable is the new normal…
I’ve been in Florida a couple of times during the month of May, and that was too hot for me – I can barely imagine the heat and stickiness in the full summer months…I prefer the low 70s..to each his own : )
Rowan, yes, it gets way too hot for me. I personally have never been too fond of Florida. I much prefer New England.
I have always wanted to take a train journey. Sounds like a romantic adventure.
I am travelling along the New England Highway at the moment..in Australia..winter here and yet still to warm for a woolly coat
I like the way the rhythm is that of a train.
I love train travel – and warm weather. You create a great atmosphere with this.
Sounds like the cry of the New England Snowbird in late October. Nice rhythm. Very well done.
Any seats left on that train? I’m ready to go. I imagine it would be a great way to travel. This works so well in the form. Nice
nice…we don’t have such big weather differences within the country in germany..it’s cool to have different climate zones…was in california last november and it was like summer over here..smiles
…summer is sold — is a bit sad line for me… rainy days are def too good in reminding us how we missed summer a lot… back. on the train is such. a sensitive refrain…loved it… smiles…
My daughter and I went to Florida one year on the train. It was fun. Your poem brought home the melancholy of a finished vacation.
oh yes, may i take taht train, too? summer is definitely letting us down this year…
(oh, and for hating form, you did a fantastic job!!)
I don’t think I’ve ever been on a train…but I do understand the desire to follow summer.