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winter's crown
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winter's crown |
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mikeandrew Member
since 2010-11-18
Posts 198
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winter's gray cold skies go about reaping the rays of heat, from the old sun, stripping the life from warmth. covering the land with silver sod, barley a shadow to sprout , not a pear of light to be found under winters crown. |
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JerryPat Senior Member
since 2010-10-30
Posts 1991Louisiana/America |
Never mind cabin fever. I don't get that now down here where I live, but when I lived in New York (Flushing & Long Island) there were days I couldn't even get to work and work was only about six blocks away. This poem was right on . . . . . . and the Raven said, %!~#&(&#!$! |
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Klassy Lassy Member Elite
since 2005-06-28
Posts 2187Oregon |
It is the monochrome of silver gray which casts a fog upon my day and shivers me from crown to sole. Though sun I seek, adore, cajole, 'tis still old Jack whose pattern sprays and feathers me frozen in icy bouquets. Love your wintry blast!  |
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Margherita Member Seraphic
since 2003-02-08
Posts 22236Eternity |
Enjoyed the scenery here. Snow is full of light and sparkles even in the dark. I like "winter's crown". Margherita |
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