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Dead Winter

Oh winter's weary head doth hang, Amid Fall's fiery summer tang Of crackling leaves and low down myth, It comes to tarry where I sit. It bangs it's head against my heart, Icy coldness it imparts. Imploring me to come inside, The shallow kingdom where it hides. Oh winter where art warmth for thee? Wilt thou always scatter seeds, Of discontent amid the life, Of Summer's softened lullaby. Oh deadened winter, do not weep, Cry no icy tears for me. Lick your lips in silent plea, But cry no teardrops just for me. For when I hang my weary head, It will not be in winter, dead. I will not tarry here for you, Find me in sunshine all year through. Denise Lanford (written for the "Dead Winter" contest)

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Date: 12/29/2011 9:07:00 PM
DENISE,, A VERY GOOD ENTRY.... I'VE BEEN TRYING TO CONTACT MY SISTER.... ABOUT THIS ONE...BUT, EVER SINCE HER HUBBY CAME OUT OF HOSPITAL... SHE GOT EVIL...LOL... JOKE... SHE'S JUST BUSY.... BUT, HOPEFULY SHE SHOWS RESULTS SOON.... A VERY EPIC FREEZING... AND GLORIFEID POEM... THE BEST OF LUCK... AND THANK YOU FOR YOUR COMMENT,..P.D.
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Date: 12/28/2011 1:56:00 PM
If this isn't your usual style, Denise, you should adopt it ...I love the way this flows and the language and style you choose. It sounds almost like Shakesphere. This might be better suited for a more professional poetry web site...or a for MONEY contest...give it a whirl and see what happens. I really truly love this! Good luck. Read mine if ya got time...nothing close to your caliber...it was my honest attempt tho. Gwendolen
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Date: 12/28/2011 2:39:00 PM
Well thank you, Gwendolen. I must admit, it came very easily, and was much fun!