I love the song "In The Bleak Midwinter." Here it is.
Perfectly sums up the cycle!
Thank you Mrs. Parkoffsky.
"the embers that follow", what a genius find!
Great poem, Weston.
Thanks Arjan
I love this. So many great lines:
'filling their pockets because
they know September is a stall'
'October’s leafy fireworks'
'The latitude in this hemisphere
is cruel and stingy'
I love the soundscape. So good, I think I'm going to have to read it again.
Making my day, thanks Saffron.
Wonderful poem, ⭐️
I totally love this! It's exactly how I feel, but I could never have put it in such beautiful words. I forget that the earth turns under me and doubt that spring will EVER come! And before one knows it, it's June...
June, June glorious June. Thanks Jessica.
This poem makes me feel the writing.
I hope that's a good thing Stan.
It is. It gives your poetry three dimensions.
That is my goal, give some beauty using words to create images, sounds and emotions. Those are my big three.
Well you’ve achieved your goal.
Perfect is the right word, Wes, and beautiful, too!
I wrote my thing just after reading yours, it inspired me so.
Breathtakingly fast, Wes! Just beautiful!
Well, you know how it goes, some of these things have been percolating for years and then I read your thing, which was lovely...
Perfectly sums up the cycle!
Thank you Mrs. Parkoffsky.
"the embers that follow", what a genius find!
Great poem, Weston.
Thanks Arjan
I love this. So many great lines:
'filling their pockets because
they know September is a stall'
'October’s leafy fireworks'
'The latitude in this hemisphere
is cruel and stingy'
I love the soundscape. So good, I think I'm going to have to read it again.
Making my day, thanks Saffron.
Wonderful poem, ⭐️
I totally love this! It's exactly how I feel, but I could never have put it in such beautiful words. I forget that the earth turns under me and doubt that spring will EVER come! And before one knows it, it's June...
June, June glorious June. Thanks Jessica.
This poem makes me feel the writing.
I hope that's a good thing Stan.
It is. It gives your poetry three dimensions.
That is my goal, give some beauty using words to create images, sounds and emotions. Those are my big three.
Well you’ve achieved your goal.
Perfect is the right word, Wes, and beautiful, too!
I wrote my thing just after reading yours, it inspired me so.
Breathtakingly fast, Wes! Just beautiful!
Well, you know how it goes, some of these things have been percolating for years and then I read your thing, which was lovely...