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Auguste 
since 2000-02-16
Posts 3953By the sea 
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Winter by Michael In icy pause of winter's chill the cold and drafty night tries creep and dusts his lonely thoughts with frost. Into his soul it tries to seep. The air no longer carries scent of flowers blooming in the spring. The butterflies don't pollinate and morning birds no longer sing For winter is a taste of death, with so few colors there to see, a graveyard that does never end. A tombstone, is each barren tree. And so, by fireplace does he sit. His face, a blush of amber light. He puts a log on crackling fire, thinks of a poem that he may write. Michael Auguste~ |
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Mistletoe Angel
since 2000-12-17
Posts 32816Portland, Oregon |
 BRAVO!!! (big hugggssssss) Oh my gosh, I used to feel this exact same way, dearest Michael, I always used to feel depressed because everything seemed dead to me in the winter, but now over these years, I always see winter as a time of loving peace and giving and sharing and crystal beauty! (sigh) Soooooo beautiful, sweet Michael, your words are always incredibly beautiful! (big hugggsssss) You have such a beautiful heart, sweet Michael, thank you for sharing!  May love and light always shine upon you! Love, Noah Eaton |
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Auguste
since 2000-02-16
Posts 3953By the sea |
Noah, Thank you for the wonderful comments.  This poem is about how I perceived winter when I lived three hundred miles north of here. Being at the coast now, winter is much different. Almost all of the trees keep there leaves and are green. The salt marsh turns a little gray, but sea birds are still everywhere to be seen and hey, it's 76 degrees right now. LOL! Thanks, my friend. Michael Michael Auguste~ |
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Startime Member Ascendant
since 2000-10-03
Posts 5918Canada |
WOW!!!I love the way you saw winter...it looks so cold and dead outside sometimes but then it bring to mind a lovely fire and cuddling in the arms of the one you love...I saw the beauty too as I read this poem filled with life. BRAVO!!!**hugs**   Love I leave with you whether it is in your life now or yet the essense of your dreams. |
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Enchantress Member Empyrean
since 2001-08-14
Posts 35113Canada eh. |
Did you say 76 degrees!!!? Leaves still on the trees? Gee...Wow! Oh yes Michael, I loved the poem, especially the last stanza. Great imagery here! Hugs, Nancy. "A dream is a wish your heart makes..." |
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thepoeticplumber Member
since 2001-05-15
Posts 185 |
Winter is very depressing for so many. Nothing grows and the days are so much shorter. I mean the nights are so much longer. Whatever!! On the other hand. As you noted. A poet can certainly use this useful time to write. Well, well written. Roger |
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catalinamoon
since 2000-06-03
Posts 9543The Shores of Alone |
Ys, this is what it feels like here in New Hampshire, too. Aren't you glad you moved??? Very nice write, Michael. Sandra |
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rwood Member Elite
since 2000-02-29
Posts 3793Tennessee |
You are painting scenes again..in my heart. My mind feels like a canvas when you write. Love and Hugs. Sincerely, Regina |
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Martie
Moderator
Member Empyrean
since 1999-09-21
Posts 28049California |
Michael--You have painted the atmosphere of winter in someplace I never lived in, don't think I want to either. Well done, my friend in front of crackling fire. (75 degrees...wow!) |
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Auguste
since 2000-02-16
Posts 3953By the sea |
Everyone, thank you for your kindness, your friendship and the joy you so unselfishly give. Michael Michael Auguste~ |
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