They hid the world in swirling clouds
'till all was mystery again.
And when the world was white with down,
they lay upon it, still.
They winked their mischief in half-light,
in Winter's frosted return.
"We know the secret of Spring," they boasted.
"And we alone shall keep it!"















Comments
Otherwise, I think it's lovely. The flow is excellent. As always, I love the brevity and expressiveness of your poems.
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Love is stronger than death. (Robert Fulghum)
But I do agree. That is one of the lines that I'd been looking at and thinking about what to do.
I also agree with the sixth line. I could think of something much better than return. I had actually just recently played with the fifth and sixth line (and the seventh) and came up with something I liked a bit better so took it out of scraps. I'm always playing with these things and it always seems as though I'm never happy with them. It will most likely have another incarnation!
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"The idea that counts in science must lead to fruitful work, not only to speculation that does not engender empirical test, no matter how much it stretches the mind."
~ Stephen J. Gould
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"The idea that counts in science must lead to fruitful work, not only to speculation that does not engender empirical test, no matter how much it stretches the mind."
~ Stephen J. Gould
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"The idea that counts in science must lead to fruitful work, not only to speculation that does not engender empirical test, no matter how much it stretches the mind."
~ Stephen J. Gould
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