Deborah Burch Poet Rhyme

Dreary Days

Dreary Days


Mid-day, damp and dreary
       In an unrelenting seige,
              Impails hopes of cheery
                     Thoughts, that chill within it's breeze!
                            No help seen for my plight--
                                   Of fruitless aquisition!
                                          The sun has taken                         flight!
                                                 And left a pale rendition.



~deborah burch
4/28/2012

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Debbie Guzzi July 15, 2013 at 4:03 PM I guess we have to have these to appreciate the others. Light & Love

Caribbean Seawolf May 2, 2012 at 8:53 PM Alas but look ye back now quick... unfurl that brow imagine the trick... a sun flys again in burst of flame... plays with you it's silly game... For within the chill is wildest night... amidst the siege is deepest lust... within the plight is seen our fight... surrender with pleazure we all must. And this was the first of yours I've read... now off to see what else ye've packed away in yer seabag. SeaWolf

Terry L. Allen May 1, 2012 at 6:15 PM I love how you have reinforced the action by putting the word flight off to the right. Neat poem Lady. May you fall into a puddle of love and can't get up. TLee

Poet Destroyer A April 29, 2012 at 4:33 PM Deborah, awe! what a flight.. even the thoughts of a chilling breeze... nice..always..pd Deborah Burch April 29, 2012 at 4:49 PM Thank you so much PD~ :) very much!! love ya deb

Michael J. Falotico April 29, 2012 at 1:24 PM Very very very Good!!! So enjoyed. Hugs Michael Deborah Burch April 29, 2012 at 1:34 PM :) ooooowee!! look at all those verys!!! lol Thank you so much Michael for your continued kindness...big hugs, much love~deb

Elliott Bowe The Drunken Poet April 29, 2012 at 1:15 PM Wow!!! this is so good,I enjoyed this much. My favorite lines is the following: No help seen for my plight-- Of fruitless aquisition! GREAT!!! Deborah Burch April 29, 2012 at 1:31 PM :) Thank you dear Elliott my friend!! Sooo much!! hugs~love,deb

Broken Butterfly April 29, 2012 at 12:20 PM Deb my weather is about the same damp and dreary, your poem is nothing like that though, it is wonderful, and I like the creative layout, thanks for visiting my poems Deborah Burch April 29, 2012 at 12:44 PM thank you BB so much! Your kindness means so much! big hugs,love deb

Jack Horne April 29, 2012 at 11:58 AM lovely piece indeed, my friend Deborah Burch April 29, 2012 at 12:42 PM thank you jack!! :)

Russell Sivey April 29, 2012 at 11:08 AM What a wonderful write this is! It says so much here Debbie! My favorite lines have to be the lines, "No help seen for my plight--, Of fruitless acquisition!" such powerful words spoken here my friend! I really enjoyed this poem that I have read this afternoon! I love this write lots! Great Work!! Deborah Burch April 29, 2012 at 11:14 AM Thank you dear Russell!! How I have missed your sweet spirit! and kind encouragement! So very glad you are back and pray all is well with you!! Big Hug!! love , deb!!