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The color palette has changed of the world . painters wispy brush clouds line clear calm sky. Day is cold and dry, Fine snow starts to fall. Plants have ceased budding bent, spilling over yet passion, fragrant, unadorned jasmine, honeysuckle vine, knit wooden arbor. untiring starlings, early mourning doves move the day with their inviting singing and soft coo-OO-oo throughout the chill day. Ardent breath, note traced of love, a heart shape onto cold window. 1/6/2024

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Marikate Kingston

Date: 3/14/2024 7:41:00 PM

I'll bet that you are artistic Eve. I love the kind of winter day where the snowflakes are very large and fall slowly. I agree with Ink below, your poem is eloquent, and to me delightful. Robins are starting to appear here in the northeast who are slowly bringing spring soon. They will be welcomed by your 'wintery' poem birds. Something to look forward to. :)

Victor Buhagiar

Date: 1/11/2024 2:23:00 AM

Your poem is a mixture of imagery and emotion. Well done. Hugs.

Silent One

Date: 1/9/2024 2:16:00 PM

Congratulations on your placement In the contest dear..

MB Farookh

Date: 1/7/2024 10:47:00 PM

Eve, this is a painting in words so beautifully expressed. Excellent!

Joseph May

Date: 1/7/2024 5:43:00 PM

You capture a misty day nicely Eve, I enjoyed the read

Silent One

Date: 1/7/2024 8:37:00 AM

This Hello my friend.. Your poem effectively paints a sensory and emotive portrait of a cold winter day, showcasing the resilience and beauty found in nature's quiet moments. The language and imagery create a contemplative atmosphere, inviting readers to appreciate the nuanced details of the changing season.

Ink Empress

Date: 1/7/2024 12:37:00 AM

This sort of reminds me of childhood too when i used to do those heartshapes on window when its cold. I absolutely love the descriptive nature or your poem, and how well its woveb , in such eloquence, giving an artistic flow to this. Definitely this is one of my fave poems from you. Pleasure reading this

Hiya Sharma

Date: 1/6/2024 10:44:00 PM

Oh wow.. This is like a serene painting of glacial ambience from the painter's brush! You've so delicately knitted those wintry textures here, how the flowers fade beneath the cloak of snow and yet, their fascinating fragrances still enchant our hearts! "unadorned jasmine, honeysuckle vine,knit wooden arbor. untiring starlings,early mourning doves move the day with their inviting singing" Ahh, what a gorgeous write, dear Eve! I absolutely loved reading this so much, especially that ending too :)