Charmed Chaos
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Winter Calls
As winter creeps within
It whispers to her, sleep
at last perchance to dream
of Spring when sap ran high
and limbs did not break or bend
but rather held true and strong
against the wanton wind.
Copyright©2017
Linda Lee Lyberg
Posted in dVerse Poets Pub for Meeting the Bar: Critique and Craft. Victoria has asked that we use symbolism.
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Beautiful symbolism in this poem that reads much like a classic by a master poet. So glad you shared with us.
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Thank you so much Victoria!
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Nicely done 😊
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Thanks Walt!
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Very well done! It made my bones creak in response… and we aren’t cold yet.
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Why thank you Charley.
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You are very welcome!
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Winter takes it toll on all of us if we live long enough.
Dwight
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Yes, it does. Thank you.
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Excellent mood setting image! I especially liked “Spring when sap ran high
and limbs did not break or bend”
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Thank you!
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An aging poem. Well captured. Helps us remember the youth in those who before us appear old.
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Thank you!
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I like the dreaming of spring in winter when one could hold up better against the wind.
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Thank you Frank!
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I think that spring never seems better than from the a winter view.
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I agree! Thanks for the comment!
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