An alliterative verse for trifextra based on the excellent picture and film prompt. Many apologies for have read way too few entries last week. Excuse was my travelling to the US back and forth.
Copyright Erik Solheim
in softness of the summer wind,
a solemn thought resides inside
of brutality in winter’s breeze,
of bruises on your marble skin
in melancholic middle ways,
the meddling is the fall of spring
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August 16, 2013
Björn Rudbergs writings 
in melancholic middle ways,
the meddling is the fall of spring
Great line!
I love the way the words play, rolling off the tongue. I feel like I’m warming up to sing!
This has a beautiful rhythm to it.
A solemn thought residing in the softness of the summer wind. What a hauntingly gorgeous sentiment! Lovely 33 words!
a perfect description of how the seasons fall into one another
Beautiful poetry, Bjorn!
I really like the flow of this. So rhythmic and beautiful!
Oh! Wow. That’s a good little poem, Bjorn!
Grandiose stuff there with very limited time and space…
I love the flow of this lovely poem, it felt like a breeze!
You always write with complex simplicity. Lovely. :)))
This is awesome. I love it.
It’s easy to see why you’ve been a favorite of past challenges. This is lovely! Thank you for linking up. Please remember to come back and vote!
This is a fine poem set to such wonderful music. I look at the video and that is just how rapidly life seems to flow by.
Really love the rhythm on this one, and how it just flows so well. Nice 🙂
Beautiful! You have an amazing talent for rhythm and for finding exactly the right word – meaning and sound.
What beautiful imagery.
These words read like a summer breeze. Like.
Double-like.
Bruises on your marble skin………….. this was the line that jumped out at me. Wonderful take on the prompt.
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Beautifully written Björn.
Lovely rhythm to this as one reads it again and again.