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A Winters Song
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A Winters Song |
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Jon Mewett Senior Member
since 2000-03-04
Posts 1304 |
I sit here in the eve again Icicles on my windowpane As I scrape away the crunchy frost I spy a little Robin …Lost He sits upon the frozen tree And sings his wondrous song for me The lilting of his magic flute Matches the brightness of his suit His small red breast he puffs so proud And entertains the sparrow crowd A song so sharp as Jack Frost’s hand A beacon shrill in winters land As summer dies and winter creeps And leaves all blow themselves in heaps Don’t think despair when nights are long Take comfort in the ……..Robins ‘song For he alone in the frozen land Can feel the touch of spring’s deft hand As he sits defiant in raging squalls His song a song of hope…….. he calls So listen to his restless song And learn from him it won’t be long The sun will shine with warmth again And flood back trough your …..Windowpane Jon Mewett !!!!!A SONG OF HOPE!!!!! [This message has been edited by Jon Mewett (edited 10-12-2001).] |
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Kit McCallum
Administrator
Member Laureate
since 2000-04-30
Posts 14774Ontario, Canada |
Oh, what a delicate and beautiful piece this is Jon! Wonderful cadence and rhyme, filled with inspiring images, much enjoyed!  Best wishes, /Kit |
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Sleepyhead New Member
since 2001-09-21
Posts 6 |
I agree with Kit a wonderful artistic piece of poetry. Sleepy |
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Enchantress Member Empyrean
since 2001-08-14
Posts 35113Canada eh. |
Beautiful Jon....much enjoyed this piece. Thank you for sharing this one. ~Nancy~ ~I've loved you forever, in lifetimes before.~ |
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Midnitesun
since 2001-05-18
Posts 28647Gaia |
I really enjoyed this, Jon. I won't be seeing any robins for several months now, as it's below freezing here in AK...winter has arrived. The poem has nice cadence, and I can almost hear your robin's call now. |
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Nightshade
since 2001-08-31
Posts 13962just out of reach |
Jon, this is so lovely. Just yesterday I opened my back door and suggested to a Robin in my withering garden, that he had better be on his way south, and that I would see him in the Spring. Thankyou. Chris Life is not measured by breaths you take, but by moments that take your breath away. |
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Marge Tindal
since 1999-11-06
Posts 42384Florida's Foreverly Shores |
Jon~ This is just a lovely piece of writing~ I'm so pleased you shared it~ ~*Marge*~ ~*The pen of the poet never runs out of ink, as long as we breathe.*~ |
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Sven
since 1999-11-23
Posts 14937East Lansing, MI USA |
a song well sung. . . excellent. . . ----------------------------------------------------- To the world, you may only be one person. But to one person, you may be the world. |
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Jon Mewett Senior Member
since 2000-03-04
Posts 1304 |
Thanx everybody..........as usual you are all very kind........I thought in these troubled times a song of hope would be nice and as before 'Mother Nature' provides the material.........as I write this the little guy is still singing away for me....I've nicknamed him PIP........from now on a bit more time seems available to me so I'll be reading more of your folks' stuff....once again thanx and............ Stay warm and safe Jon |
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