Snow sails softly signifying Santa soon.
Making more melodramatic meandering-
Believably, by bringing brackish boon.
Propagated peace; plus pretentious philandering,
Transformed torches tipped to the tallow.
So some sailing snows should suspect surrender.
Softening, stimulating, sickeningly shallow; solvent-
Tossing, turning till ticking times turn tender.
Free-foraging forgiveness from fearful fetid family fallows.
Breezes blow by bringing blustery blasts by bated breath,
Sovereign she shields,
Who wields where worlds-
Be. Blowing boundlessly.
Mother, my maker, might make me move my moon.
She shudders suddenly,
Afore an arctic air anoon.
An Arctic Air Anoon
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MAGIC WORDS, CHINA
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Thank you China 😊
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Reblogged this on LIVING THE DREAM.
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Beautiful and well expressed! One of your best!
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This was sort of an experiment with language to see if I could make a poem where every line uses words that start with only one letter. Thanks Brad! Let’s do another collab soon
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This is so so so good.
Intelligent, creative. Touches deep, poetic places.
Loved it.
Really shows who you are creatively
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Thanks so much ❤
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Beatiful poem. Such types of poems can only be a result of perfect mixture of thoughts and creativity.
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❤ Thanks my friend
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What Wonderful Words!
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Alliterating yourself, eh? 😉 ❤
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Point percieved!
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It’s just so fun, imagine speaking like that for a day 😆
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But boy, we’d be bouncing boundlessly everywhere we went!!!! *Shrugs* lol
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ahhh, always alliterating…
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What can I say? It just makes words fun to say lol… I noticed your alliteration there too 😉 Good one
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I’m normally not a fan of poetry, but this I found my mind forming a picture in my mind as a read line by line, moving along with what was being told.
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Thanks Zita 🙂 I appreciate your thoughtful words!
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Beautiful ❤️
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Thanks Sanjay!
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😊
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Spell biding rhythms, the rise and fall of the wind’s pitch comes through in the reading.
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Thanks Rog! Hows the weather over there in the UK?
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A few areas in what we call ‘The North Country’ have been hit badly by severe flooding. Poor folk.
The rest is typical UK November, damp, grey and gloomy (my kind of weather, but I don’t expect anyone else to enjoy it)
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Lmao, grumpy old man with his gloomy weather. Lots of snow here, I’m envious of your gloom.
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I think many in the USA would have a wry chuckle at the state the UK gets in when the snow gets just over shoe level and the whole nation grinds to a halt.
There is a saying that Britian is annually suprised by bad weather in the winter.
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Hahahah… Yeah I spent two months in France at one point, and if they got a few centimeters of snow the airports closed and people called in sick to work. Hilarious.
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We and the French has so much in common….It has to do with about 800 years of fighting each other.
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😂
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This is so lovely Mathew 👌🌷.. love the alliteration..💛
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Thanks Sarika. Was just having some fun playing with words 😉 ❤
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This is just wonderful 😊💜
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Thank you Isha ❤
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