Spring stalled in her tracks,
silencing birds, wasting
late-flowering catkins
and shrivelling
bramble
leaves.
As
she
bartered
for a little
heat and sun,
trees and shrubs
waited patiently to
green and blossom.
Kim M. Russell, 2nd May 2018
My response to Poets United Midweek Motif: Barter / Trade
Susan, our host this week, would like us to barter and trade.
writing in north norfolk 
How sad, to think the seasons themselves would have to barter for their identity! Food for thought, indeed.
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Waiting for a little sun….and what relief when it comes.
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I think she’s coming out ahead….forecast for this weekend is HEAT AND SUN!😄
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I love your clever write Kim – may summer seal the deal.
Anna :o]
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Thank you, Anna! 🌞
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At last Spring made a successful trade with winter and we have received summer in return. Two weeks ago it was cold and rainy and now the leaves and flowers have exploded. I think the trade is a success.
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🌷🌷🌷
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Plants certainly have a stoic attitude to life clinging on in the most hostile of conditions with re-creation constantly on their minds.
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It’s Autumn here….blue sky and sun but a sun without the intensity that I crave.In fact our Autumn is warmer than your Spring…23 degrees c. today.I like weather poems.
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Me too 🙂
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Rates must be much higher now with climate change!
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🙂
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Great take on the prompt!
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Thank you!
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Luv your image of Spring in this role
Much🌼love
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Awesome. 😎🥀
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Thank you, Dorna!
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kaykuala
bartered for a little
heat and sun,
How spring is anticipated and awaited for by all!
Hank
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