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Dec 04, 2024
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First Snow
Within the whispering December,
stars pirouette in the North Wind.
The pined voice of November
sadly calls to rescind
this once gold canvas,
dancing in white.
Beauteous,
alight
snow.
About This Poem
Last Few Words: November did not want to let go of her colors, even while watching the world become glowing white.
Style/Type: Structured: Western
Review Request Intensity: I want the raw truth, feel free to knock me on my back
Editing Stage: Editing - rough draft
Comments
Leslie
7 months 2 weeks ago
L
You possess an undying appreciation for natural beauty. I am always engaged with what you write.
Lavender
7 months 1 week ago
Hello, John,
Beauty-in-waiting. Just a matter of letting the words show themselves.
Thank you!
L
Rula
7 months 2 weeks ago
Wowww!
this once gold canvas,
dancing in white.
Beauteous,
alight
snow.
A wonderful image!
You're a beauty!
Lavender
7 months 1 week ago
Hello, Rula,
Thank you for reading this Nonet. Nature can speak with such ease!
Thank you, as always!
Lx
Juarez5656
7 months 1 week ago
This
is a fascinating poem, a Deep Image affair. Well done
Lavender
7 months 1 week ago
Hello, Juarez,
Thank you for reading and commenting. So much in nature is poem-worthy, but words always seem to fall short...
Lavender
Clentin
6 months 3 weeks ago
Thank you for show us a new
Thank you for showing us a new form. good poem.
Lavender
6 months 3 weeks ago
Hello, Clentin,
Thank you for reading! I enjoy the Nonet form very much, and a little rhyme added to it is a lot of fun!
L
Dalton
6 months ago
Hi Lavender
I love: “the pined voice of winter” to me that’s a thoroughly new term of expression what I always seek out in poetry and I thrilled to find such
Dalton
6 months ago
Hi Lavender
The pined voice of November
Lavender
6 months ago
Hello, John,
Yes, trying to convey how sad and heartbroken November was to see all the glorious colors disappear while still being awed by the pristine winter.
Thank you for reading, My Friend!
L