Melanie Dickie Poet I do not know?

Bitter Cold

What a cold January day,
The frost lays on the ground like a blanket
Not even the determined woodpecker
Has come out to tap on the side of the house.
All is quiet in this small town
The blackbirds pick at the unturned dirt
Hoping to find some kind of food
The sun pokes its head through the clouds
And cast light on the frost bitten earth.

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Vince Suzadail Jr. February 10, 2009 at 1:45 PM Congratulations Melanie, on "Bitter Cold" being featured. Vince

Arany P. February 9, 2009 at 12:44 AM I wish for the sun for wipe away this cold! Great imagery! ~ Arany

Michael Jordan February 8, 2009 at 5:35 PM Melanie - I have always loved the cold mornings when the frost bites at your lungs as you inhale - been really mild here in NorCal. Congrats on being featured _ God Bless, MJ

Amy Swanson February 8, 2009 at 5:23 PM Nice use of imagery, I could see this bitter cold day clearly in my mind! Excellent writing. Congrats on being featured this week. :) Love, Amy

February 8, 2009 at 3:45 PM I can relate to the cold in January being from North Dakota. I agree with Keith--bring on the hot chocolate. Congratulations on having your poem featured. Wishing you ongoing success with your writing. Karen

Keith Bickerstaffe January 30, 2009 at 9:06 PM BRRR!! I need a mug of hot chocolate after this chilly write! Well done Melanie!! Best wishes, Keith

Lucinda Bulger January 26, 2009 at 2:05 AM Beautifully written with very nice imagery in this piece. A good morning read. :) Lucinda

Tyesha Ehigiator January 25, 2009 at 6:50 PM Very lovely write..I can almost feel this bitter cold..God Bless *Tyesha