Open Poetry #36 |
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Midwinter |
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ptwils165 Member
since 2002-11-29
Posts 50 |
A sorry Sunday crept in with the snow, old opportunist to white-coat disguise. The soft-severed sun, duped by winter's dull pills sleeps long weekends with a boy in his eyes. And while blizzards rage under nervous oak doors the ancient carer lies still and warm, peers at the candles which mother his pillows and rests with a half-open eye to the storm A sorry son is on his way home, threatening tracks with the pace of small steps. The return will not be in vain this time for a father, though dying, never forgets |
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Marge Tindal![]() ![]() ![]() ![]()
since 1999-11-06
Posts 42384Florida's Foreverly Shores |
PTWils~ Oh my ... 'The soft-severed sun, duped by winter's dull pills sleeps long weekends with a boy in his eyes.' How very much I enjoyed the imagery within this penning~ *Huglets* ![]() ~*Marge*~ ~*When the heart grieves over what it has lost, |
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passing shadows Member Empyrean
since 1999-08-26
Posts 45577displaced |
what a write! loved the ending! |
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Midnitesun![]()
since 2001-05-18
Posts 28647Gaia |
oh, the prodigal sun... enjoyed this very much thank you, for sharing |
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LeeJ Member Patricius
since 2003-06-19
Posts 13296 |
how poignant, very much enjoyed |
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passing shadows Member Empyrean
since 1999-08-26
Posts 45577displaced |
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