At Winter's Darkest Hour
By skinner_jennifer
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Elemental deeds in Winter, see how
luscious green slips away; behold!
Sun sinking low, intense gleam
weakened.
Blown are the desires of summer,
do not lament like raindrops down
window pane...but focus on mystique
of darkness,
watch the flame from a single candle;
pillow head close to gazing moon,
it carries magic after sunset, kindles
creative powers.
Bring to light veiled visions, take
that leap of faith – observe owl after
daytime's blue sky or rain, at darkest
hour will fly again,
through untamed wood or across
deepest valley, with wisdom this
bird will hunt...see all, listen and
tarry.
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"...observe owl after
"...observe owl after
daytime's blue sky or rain, at darkest
hour will fly again," Elemental and a highly visual poem-scape here. Just lovely, of course. Paul
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I liked 'luscious green slips
I liked 'luscious green slips away' and 'Sun sinking low, intense gleam weakened'.
As long as we have warmth and artificial light we can enjoy the cosiness of the darkness, and enjoy memories of summer and imagination of the activities of those creatures of the night. Rhiannon
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This is wonderful Jenny - so
This is wonderful Jenny - so vibrant!
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I loved the positivity of
I loved the positivity of "do not lament" joined with rain trickling down a window, and the energy of "at darkest/ hour will fly again,/through untamed wood"
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Jenny I love your furzey
Jenny I love your furzey poetry
xxray
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country poems
Jenny I love your country poems.
the elemental swish of Nature
xxray
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