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Winter's Magic Cobwebbed doorways whisper silence down blackened hallways to stop the world in magic. Lace curtains fight back the cold, frost advances on the panes, poems locked in icy death wing their way toward heaven on the feathers of black birds flying in the frozen wind. Who gives voice to truth? Whence comes the light? Mothers fold twilight in their hands garments enfolded in ecstacy lingering until branching dawn, the timeless moon clouds the eyes of man. |
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poem sketching using the words: ecstasy, linger, dawn, garments, timeless, cloud, moon, branch, mother, folds, twilight, branch, voice, truth, whence, light, doorways, hallways, whisper, stop.
This Poem was Critiqued By: Claire H. Currier On Date: 2007-11-05 09:32:22
Critiquer Rating During Critique: 9.92308
Well done Jana the way you have penned the words bringing forth images of the coming seasons.....fall into winter,bringing forth a time of change as we set our clocks back this past weekend, the children celebrating Halloween with all the ghostly things abound, the sight of the full moon as it appeared in the nights sky and the wind whispering in the woods as leaves continue to fall to the ground. Very enjoyable. Thanks for posting, going on my list surely.....God Bless, Claire