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 Posted: Mon Jan 29, 2007 8:12 pm
Gemstones On White Velvet
The precipitation
fell without
hesitation
Soon all would
be covered....
Encased
in ice
No longer a farm
but now a crystal kingdom
Every branch
Every bud who
thought warmer days
would bring Spring
Now captured
The wind did blow
that icy night
Branches burdened
with the weight
of the ice
Shards of crystal
breaking and falling
and this morning....
I awoke to
hundreds
no thousands of diamonds
Translucent gems
strewn about
Crystal ice prisms
reflecting in the
cold winter's sun
Gemstones on white velvet.
Written January 2007 after a weekend ice storm which left our farm in a virtual paradise.
Laura Horner
Copyright © deadheadpoet ... [2007-01-22 12:46:26]
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Posted: Mon Jan 29, 2007 11:04 pm
This would make for wonderful reading at a poetry night! Sitting on stage and reading it to the audience... The flow is different from the norm here, it's like a more advanced form... or something. I'm sleepy. I think that imagery is going to appear in my dreams. Me enjoy.
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Posted: Tue Jan 30, 2007 6:07 pm
Thank you so much Lord_Skyy for your more than kind comment. I love to write about nature.
Peace and sweet dreams.
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