A Thief Came

A thief came in the quiet night
Robbing beauty from the trees
Packing away all their leaves
Only thing left was mistletoe
Blowing green in morning breeze
Copyright © | Year Posted 2010

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January 4, 2011 at 4:53 PM
I love this poem. You give life to the inanimate "thief" using great imagery. good show. Made my evening. Thanks for visiting my site too.
Maverick Avatar
December 28, 2010 at 4:29 PM
great allegory here Sarah.
Keogh Jr. Avatar
December 28, 2010 at 3:22 PM
I lke the metaphor of winter as a thief. You should lwengthen this out and perhaps add a refrain as you are on to a really good idea here. Happy New Year from Gerard.
Culverhouse Avatar
December 28, 2010 at 12:53 PM
the mistletoe is like collagen....a fake youthful green.
K. Avatar
December 28, 2010 at 12:36 PM
This leaves such a beautiful scene in my mind-- the contrast of that mistletoe among the barren branches is just very wonderful :) -- very nice :) --nikko :)
Dietrich Avatar
December 27, 2010 at 10:08 PM
wow, I really like this one, Sara, GREAT imagery!! Luv, Andrea
Loving Iii Avatar
December 27, 2010 at 7:36 AM
i think he did you a favor. john
Chachere Avatar
December 26, 2010 at 10:38 AM
so sad, a tragedy it seems.. but at least the mistle toes still stands. i've missed you too, Sara. hope your christmas was a blessing!(: ~Always&Forever Lynette
Freeman Avatar
December 26, 2010 at 9:05 AM
Smile, the parasite all that is left of the beauty that once was, Sara. Sometimes I equate the old frailling flesh body to a parasite Sara. It will be replaced with the everlasting one from heaven. Agape, Moses
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