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Winter sun
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Winter sun |
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MICHELMAS Member
since 2012-02-15
Posts 305Lancashire England 
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Winter sun Crimson dawn and in the distance a cockerel crows The mayflies now long gone, since warmer courting days The streambed pebbles polished smooth from water flows As we seek warmth in winter sun, her feeble rays Pitter patter of the rain on white window sills The lilies on the pond a distant memory now And whistling northern wind the chimney stack it chills And if I could forget, I'm sure I don't know how Those standing stones whose shadows tell of times long past Each rising sun will chase the dreams of night away And in whose hands our future and the runes to cast Then in the west the setting sun to end our day And on the distant ridge no trace of cart wheels now Where once young girls made daisy chains to bind Granite outcrops where life will find a way somehow In dark tunnels of love, just like the mole so blind |
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JerryPat2 Member Laureate
since 2011-02-06
Posts 16975South Louisiana |
Hard to get into the "Winter Sun," Michael, with it in the eighties here in south Louisiana the last few days. Still, I liked the poem and the way you piece together the present with the past. ~*~ If they give you lined paper, write sideways. ~*~ |
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MICHELMAS Member
since 2012-02-15
Posts 305Lancashire England |
just struggling through 50 degrees here, but spring is sprung |
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Lori Grosser Rhoden Member Patricius
since 2009-10-10
Posts 10202Fair to middlin' of nowhere |
I really enjoy your style here and your imagery. Lori  |
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