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Praise the Days (First, Last & In Between) |
Alison
since 2008-01-27
Posts 9318Lumpy oatmeal makes me crazy! |
Evening sun shimmers pale yellow, milky; silky silver strands then hides behind clouds. Proud mountains folded away when day’s done. One moon reigns over stars in cluster crowds. Bowed trees create stark silhouettes of black, crack at bark under hard, encrusted snow; show signs that winter is nearing its end - send light of spring days for new life to grow. Sew costumes, green, for deciduous trees; breeze soothes the conifers nestled within. Lupine, fireweed, roses and iris, blue - hues wash the land that comes alive again. When winter’s magic ends and warmth of spring brings wonders of life in natural ways, praise gifts given by a creator’s hands and bask in every spectacular day. ... Alison |
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Balladeer
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Member Empyrean
since 1999-06-05
Posts 25505Ft. Lauderdale, Fl USA |
Absolutely beautiful, Alison. You completed the lesson perfectly and created a wonderful piece of work in doing it, very expressive and descriptive. ...besides, I have a soft spot for anyone who uses desiduous in a poem! |
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Alison
since 2008-01-27
Posts 9318Lumpy oatmeal makes me crazy! |
You know, I am sending you heaps of hugs. I have learned a lot in these lessons that you do for us. You will be part of my writing for the rest of my life. Thank you. Alison for you, my friend. |
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