Open Poetry #43 |
Rake |
Shadow_Singer Member
since 2007-10-24
Posts 51 |
Soft the breeze that blew the leaves across my lawn, Leaves fallen down and turned to dull brown covering the green Of what my belief is still green beneath the autumn’s cover So with that I take last years rusty rake to find my yard. Chilly are the winds that move the clouds in during my task Till bags contain and all that remain are still on trees Waiting to let go just before the first snow of winter comes. |
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Marchmadness Member Rara Avis
since 2007-09-16
Posts 9271So. El Monte, California |
Nice writing, Shadow singer. Ida |
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ThisDiamond Member Rara Avis
since 2002-02-22
Posts 9353Michigan, USA |
Almost a mystical experience, when the leaves are falling. I can appreciate the solitude of raking, uncovering what was, and appreciating what is. Nicely done. |
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Artic Wind Member Rara Avis
since 2007-09-16
Posts 8080Realm of Supernatural |
Lovely Write!!! ARCTIC WIND |
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