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Against a Browning Hill

Against a browning hill 
oak trees' bleeding limbs are stretched; 
some drops release to softly fall 
some cling to dry encrusted scars.
A few short months and we will walk
beneath the springing trees
marking their swords of thinnest green 
stabbing at the stars.
And so, life seasons make their rounds 
in nature and in men 
the flower wilts, the rose is pruned, 
the leaves must fall again.

Everything of lasting worth 
contains a seed of loss;
on young love's throbbing circlet
hangs a bitter cross.
We will walk life's lanes together,
cherishing this pain we share
for spring will come tomorrow
and bloom on our despair.

Copyright, November 11, 2014

Copyright © | Year Posted 2014

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Date: 1/20/2018 2:47:00 AM
Congrats on your win, Faye - very well done, my friend ... blessings to you! :-)
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Date: 1/18/2018 8:54:00 AM
Nicely done Faye, congratulations.
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Date: 1/17/2018 12:05:00 PM
Brilliant Faye, well worth honoring, congratulations...
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Date: 1/16/2018 10:58:00 PM
Wow! Your imagery provoked a strong emotional reaction in me. I honestly felt autumn gather around my shoulders.
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Date: 1/16/2018 7:15:00 PM
What a delightfully pleasant poem. Congrats on your great win, Faye.
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Date: 1/16/2018 7:08:00 AM
beautiful poem sweet Faye :)-luloo
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Date: 1/15/2018 9:10:00 AM
Lovely, quite lovely! Congratulations on your much deserved win!
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Date: 1/15/2018 8:45:00 AM
Beautifully evoked. Congrats on your win!
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Date: 11/12/2014 12:46:00 AM
Lovely and gentle.. You tackle these type poems with such grace, Faye!
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Date: 11/11/2014 5:32:00 PM
Very nice, and as Brenda already said, soothing, this poem soothes like the feeling after crying over a lovely sentiment. Very nice job Faye!
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Date: 11/11/2014 4:43:00 PM
A beautiful poem Faye. It just reads so smoothly and soothing. I love it.
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