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Frost Smoke

deer step through frost smoke
  forage, taut skin over ribs
       ice falling splashes

Previously published by Poetry Pea 2020
Copyright © | Year Posted 2020

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De Beaulieu Avatar
October 22, 2020 at 12:54 PM
Hello Jeremy Proehl, As I read this poem I saw the image of this poem. Enjoy your day my friend.
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October 23, 2020 at 9:57 AM
Hello Jeremy proehl, Your welcome Jeremy. Enjoy your day my friend.
Proehl Avatar
October 22, 2020 at 1:11 PM
Thank you for your kind words Darlene.
Blown Avatar
October 17, 2020 at 8:57 AM
...was watching the frost vaporize this morning...your words 'frost smoke'.... stunning.......stan sand
Proehl Avatar
October 19, 2020 at 5:27 AM
Thank you Sand Blown
One Avatar
October 17, 2020 at 6:39 AM
Such vivid imagery... Brilliant
Proehl Avatar
October 17, 2020 at 6:48 AM
Thank you Silent One!
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