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Open Poetry #44

Sleep of the Wind

Tomer
Senior Member

since 2002-06-28

Posts 1168
Michigan

0 posted 2009-03-16 08:20 PM

It was the black of the night,
With the wolves slaying the neon lights.

The tender pot roast
Reamed off the stove,
Like the perfume chasing the roasts scent.

The cabin sat across the open land,
Underneath the hunters and the quiet owls.

The snow bricked the path to their doorway,
With the windows sitting next to one another,
The deerÕs wandered; lifting their noses, like the chimney smoke from the cabins tunnel.

He rubbed his hands together
As he sat in front of the fire,
With his legs crossed,
He sat more earnestly.

The sleepless of their eyes;
Like the winter that lye,
As she rested her head on his shoulder.

Pilgrimage
Member Elite

since 2001-12-04

Posts 3945
Texas, USA

1 posted 2009-03-17 12:21 PM

I really like the first two lines of this one. Very nice setup for the poem that follows.

Nan (Pilgrim variety)

Earth Angel
Member Empyrean

since 2002-08-27

Posts 40215
Realms of Light

2 posted 2009-03-17 01:31 PM

A Norman Rockwell scene ~ both within and without! Enjoyed the feel of this.

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