WINTER CLOSES (1)
As silvered moonlight starts to fade
the slowly rising off-white sun
peers down on field and vale
where leafless, flowerless stalks and stems
stand sentinel in lingering snow
and early snowdrops raise their heads
In harmony with natures call.
- Author: Michael Edwards ( Offline)
- Published: January 7th, 2019 02:46
- Comment from author about the poem: First version of this poem - seemed a bit short so played around with it and will post second version tomorrow.
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Comments9
A fine write and pic M. I could be shorter (am I 7 foot tall?). In me poems I mean, but I tend to go on a bit at times.
Some old hymns went on for 30 verses. The longest hymn has 158 or so verses. There's a thought. *Gets out pencil to write.....*
That one you were writing in 1066 about getting a thorn in your bottom - have you finished it yet?
This is fine Michael, sometimes fewer words can be more powerful.
Thanks and yes you are right - it'll be interesting to see what you make of tomorrow's offering.
An engaging short anthem to winter's closure - - another gem of a picture too Michael - thanks for sharing both word and graphic.
Sadly it's not closing yet - thanks Fay.
Thanks UNCLE MICHAEL ~ I have said elsewhwere that a 7 line Poem is perfection ! The only proviso is the skill to encompass ones subject in a SON (Half a SONNET !). You have done that ! It is complemented (in a subtle way) by the painting.
Thanks for sharing ~ Love & Blessings ~
BRIAN & ANGELA 🧡🧡🧡🧡
Please check Angelas POEM ~ HERBS & SPICES ~ Thanks !
Chuffed to receive such an accolade - a reworked version tomorrow.
Yes, finished that thorn poem. How's the evening?! I'm doing half a poem - a Po.
Well I'm doing an Em - shall we put them together?
All change here. The Global Warming express now arriving on all platforms will be calling at a garden near you in due course. First class accommodation will be available to the rear of the journey where denial is rife.
I've got a ticket - it's at the front of the train as I want to get there first.
this was lovely.
Thanks so much for looking in and commenting.
Michael,
A few words certainly deliver a huge message! A fine write which I enjoyed reading!
Love the painting. It reminds me of people walking on the boardwalk in Atlantic City, N.J., approaching the casino at the end of the boardwalk!
~Laura~
Thank you Laura - yes not sure the painting goes with the poem but based on a wide pavement area outside a local shopping mall.
Reminds me of Bonnie Dobson and Vashti Bunyan in the best of ways.
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