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Winter Chanticleers |
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secondhanddreampoet Member Ascendant
since 2006-11-07
Posts 6394a 'Universalist' ! 
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Winter Chanticleers When most of life and time seem forever lost and there is no bond left to claim with anyone… when we are as shades in a dream within a dream of endless Winter, look to the sounds of distant evening bells that drift across boundless mountain lakes, rivers, and forests in the starry evening moonlight and along the sparkling snow-soft corridors of the North wind’s infinite wizardry, for they are ever the Chanticleers of morning hope and the surety of renewal and new promise in the ever-turning seasons. --- b. e. adams (1/16/2011) |
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OwlSA Member Rara Avis
since 2005-11-07
Posts 9347Durban, South Africa |
This is beautiful though partly melancholic, Bruce, but it is heart-warming to see the hope and the motivation there too. Owl |
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faithmairee Senior Member
since 2011-01-05
Posts 1441Poe Haven, USA |
great diction and a natural flow to this...your imagery was wonderful as well...loved your poem! Faith There must be a poem in here somewhere. |
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BluesSerenade Member Patricius
since 2001-10-23
Posts 10549By the Seaside |
Such beautiful scenery! I really liked your ending, it is full of hope and has so much meaning. Stunning poem, as always dreampoet~ |
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nakdthoughts Member Laureate
since 2000-10-29
Posts 19200Between the Lines |
"and there is no bond left to claim with anyone" that and a feeling like this Winter will never end...so true, Bruce!  M |
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skyshine 
since 2002-02-07
Posts 3058Beneath the northern stars |
Loved your winter scene...like looking out my window (well, my view isn't that pretty, but we're in the middle of a cold spell). Thanks for reminding us about both the beauty of winter and the fact that it won't last forever. |
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Sunshine
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Member Empyrean
since 1999-06-25
Posts 63354Listening to every heart |
My Chanticleer, a deep red, robust rooster, never knew winter in a hard keep...no, he first knew life in Los Angeles, but because of ordinances, had to move to our little "farm" in upper California [about 1/3 the way to San Francisco] and found home and harbor in a little nowhere called Nipomo... but he brought with him City tactics back in the late '50's...he was a gang member, all right, and attacked everyone! But it was when he finally attacked Mom who was out bringing in the wash [and snagged her new hosiery while upon her slim legs] that he finally found his comeuppance...on our dining room table, that very Sunday. And he dressed out at 12 pounds! Think about it! Your poem...is wonderful! Thank you for the travel down memory road! |
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incwrite Member
since 2010-12-31
Posts 55new york |
beautiful wintry image..flows nice |
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The_Doctors_Angel_32 Member
since 2011-01-14
Posts 337Florida, USA |
This is very beautifully written. I love the winter imagery in this piece. I truly enjoyed the read!!!  When the family is together, the soul is at peace - Russian Proverb |
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Marchmadness Member Rara Avis
since 2007-09-16
Posts 9271So. El Monte, California |
Love the way you ended this lovely winter poem with the hope of renewal. Ida |
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steavenr Member Elite
since 2003-11-17
Posts 4058 |
there are so many neat lines and beautiful turns of phrases in this one...loved it |
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