Spring In Hiding.

The sky grey, closed in, falling low

between new fledged leaves

draws forth the sharp cut green:

 

polished gems now emerald set,

to ring each bony bough.

 

Silence hangs about the hour,

awaits the wind's first breath,

a calling to those guarded skies

to smile upon the spring.

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fall is surely hiding in

fall is surely hiding in tennessee  91 today

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I’m trying to approve your

I’m trying to approve your friend request but can’t do it on my phone, will try with iPad tomorrow, Sue.

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Autumn was hiding here too

Autumn was hiding here too until a few days ago, I love the autumn :-) Su.

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we all do,lovely colors and

we all do,lovely colors and cool breezes

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"awaits the wind's first breath,"

I love this line because silence is waiting for it. It says spring: the gems around the bough - Marvelously woven images. Stored poetic energy released in an explosion of pictorial poetics. We are so lucky to share the same life-line with you. :D xoxoxxo - slc


 

 

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Thank you so much, it is so

Thank you so much, it is so marvellous to know I can still write poems that can be enjoyed by other people, especially those like yourself whose work I so admire. Xxxx