Susan Woodrow Poet Acrostic

Bella T

Brusque cold snaps crisp as a pine needle stab
evoking shivers in the elevated altitude silence
Lordly evergreen points, pierce the ephemeral
like aspen gold splashing in the emerald thrall,
as the lake now stills to glassy gray from aqua ~

Tahoe broods before the snow to stay stalwart

(12/24/2022 For Still-Life Autumn Scene contest)

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Brian Sambourne August 3, 2023 at 8:45 AM A moving image of nature's tranquillity on the cusp of snow. Most enjoyable to read. Best wishes. Brian Susan Woodrow August 3, 2023 at 2:17 PM Thank you, Brian.. glad u enjoyed it :)

Andrea Dietrich December 29, 2022 at 7:07 PM This is gorgeous. Hope it was a win Susan Woodrow December 29, 2022 at 9:23 PM Thank you :)

I Am Anaya December 29, 2022 at 8:31 AM Great imagery Susan. Beautiful Tahoe, I can see the stillness of the glass lake, and the captivating greenery. Great piece! Susan Woodrow December 29, 2022 at 9:19 AM Thank you :)

Evelyn Judy Buehler December 28, 2022 at 9:44 PM Vividly beautiful, Susan. Your words took me there. :) Susan Woodrow December 29, 2022 at 9:19 AM Thank you :)

Joseph P. DiMino December 26, 2022 at 7:09 PM Wow! So much imagery in a concise work. Amazing~ enjoyed very much. Susan Woodrow December 26, 2022 at 9:07 PM Thank you… glad you enjoyed it :)