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Five Minutes in February
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Five Minutes in February |
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Martie
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Member Empyrean
since 1999-09-21
Posts 28049California 
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Five Minutes in February A cloud, bulging with rain, grants a shadow to the hills and they curve to velvet grace against the sky. Elsewhere, the sun mirrors rainbows and tufts of new grass lace the lawn. The leaves are too wet to ride the breeze, they lie limp and soggy in gutters and down the alley. The bird inspects the yard questioning the ground beneath the bare Liquid Amber then disappears into the pine. In the dew of little things, the heart finds its morning and is refreshed. (ee cummings) |
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HelmutB Senior Member
since 2000-01-06
Posts 964Canada |
How sweet the sound I can feel the sun is coming The ability to describe life with words is similar to painting a picture; both can be powerful tools. |
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Denise
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Member Seraphic
since 1999-08-22
Posts 22648 |
I'd love to trade my snow for your rain! I think you'd like that too!  Lovely poem, as always, Martie! Denise |
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Marge Tindal 
since 1999-11-06
Posts 42384Florida's Foreverly Shores |
Martie- A little rain in California has to make you ecstatic ! This is imagery personified. ~*Marge*~ ~*The pen of the poet never runs out of ink, as long as we breathe.*~ noles1@totcon.com |
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