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Nov 04, 2016
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Sun...
bakes earth.
Summer rain...
and plants rebirth.
Autumn smells, sweet gain ,
sky bright through morning mist,
jubilation of the dawn.
Dew abounds, flowers all are kissed.
Nears the time Jack Frost will have his fun.
It came about, bleakest winter fell,
hoary world without taste or smell.
Biting cold covers everything,
yields to a happy spring.
Hope abounds anew,
nothing to do,
only smile
the while
through.
About This Poem
Editing Stage: Editing - rough draft
Comments
Sparrow
8 years 8 months ago
Keith
Loved the brief encounter with the seasons, no wasted words here to pollute the fresh outcome.
Thanks for the change,
Yours Ian..
Keith Logan
8 years 8 months ago
I take it as part of the challenge
that if working to a specific word or syllable count I try to avoid obvious padding.
lovedly
8 years 7 months ago
thank you friend for your last comment
i never run
but
ONLY GO
All must know
Keith Logan
8 years 7 months ago
No need
for thanks, I am always truthful in my statements believing that insincere flattery does no one any good. If I cannot find anything worth admiring in a poem I simply refrain from making any comments.