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Winter's Canvas - Blank Verse |
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vlraynes Member Rara Avis
since 2000-07-25
Posts 8229Somewhere... out there... 
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~*Winter's Canvas*~ The days grow short and Christmas rounds the bend As Old Man Winter dons his robe of white Lone chipmunk scurries gathering his feast While year's last robin finally heads south With nightfall, moon appears in perfect shine Casts eerie glow 'pon nature's work of art Frail branches bent 'neath weight of winter's shawl Play shadows 'cross the rooftops down below The scent of chimneys' exhale fills the air As streetlamps spotlight snowflake pirouettes A distant carol warms a chilling heart While icicles cling bravely to the eves In silence now the world lies fast asleep Awaiting gentle nudge of morning light When Sun with fingers warm shall tease the earth And brush a shimmer 'cross the icy ground 'Tis Mother Nature's masterpiece in play A nightly curtain call for those before ~vlraynes I posted this in Open, but decided to post it here too, since it IS my homework, and I'd appreciate the different type of feedback that I can get in here.  So, how did I do, Ms. Nanners? "...until you have read the verse on his heart, you have not truly met the poet. ~vlraynes |
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vlraynes Member Rara Avis
since 2000-07-25
Posts 8229Somewhere... out there... |
Shameless bump...  Okay...maybe just a little bit of shame.  |
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Bridget Shenachie Senior Member
since 2002-01-23
Posts 1056Kansas USA |
Hi VLRaynes! I am absolutely amazed at your description of winter that you wrote in Phoenix. I lived in Scottsdale from 1977-2000 and I never saw an icicle. I saw a few snowflakes from time to time. Now I'm in Kansas, celebrating every day that it doesn't snow. Your description was outstanding and I wondered where you drew your winter observations. I nearly needed to put on a coat just to finish reading your poem. Excellent write! Shenachie |
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since 1999-05-20
Posts 21191Cape Cod Massachusetts USA |
With Christmas passed a New Year now is born Amidst a world all blanketed in white A cleansing snow to wash our worldly mire Entreating peace and hope for humankind... |
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