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Mid Winter

An Andaree Form (Unrhymed) Swaying to the swishing of an ice-cold wind Wooden fingers belonging stout limbs While Telegraph wires wail Fear impending storm, Wilful oak Guards Though naked In winter’s shackles, Rides in natures carousel Where the end begins the beginning Swaying to the swishing of an ice-cold wind. © Harry J Horsman 2021

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Date: 10/10/2021 10:38:00 PM
Hi Harry, another awesome write from your wise creative pen - I feel the icy cold wind and although it is 8.00 a.m in the morning and 30 degrees already, i put a cardigan on. Hugs and blessings, Jennifer.
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Date: 10/6/2021 6:36:00 AM
I had to read this a couple times. I feel the angst and the movement of your imagery! Nicely done, Harry!
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Date: 10/5/2021 3:37:00 PM
Hello Harry ... a good example of our weather in West Gippsland over the past week and it's already with one month of spring gone, but today is perfect. Nicely describing verse Harry to have us reach for a coat - thanks Harry - Lindsay
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Date: 10/5/2021 9:56:00 AM
I enjoyed this form in your shivering image Harry! Well Done!!
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Date: 10/5/2021 6:46:00 AM
Yikes!...i read up on the "Andaree" form, and truthfully, though i have indulged several forms here on the Soup; i find myself most comfortable with writing "free verse"....i like the brrr thought dear poet coming my way...if indeed your train uv thought sir...*sm...much love, james
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Date: 10/5/2021 6:40:00 AM
I really like the imagery you used, Harry, to signify mid-winter. thanks for trying to emulate the form. It means a lot to me. Soupmail for you.
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Date: 10/5/2021 3:57:00 AM
I like this one. Way to go. It is so descriptive of a cold, cloudy winter day. We don't have very many of those here in the south but we do get some really bad winters sometimes. Your visit to my page was delightful. Sara
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Date: 10/5/2021 3:53:00 AM
You sent shivers down my spine with this cold tingly poem, I want to throw a blanket on it Harry, I love the form never heard of it, but I'd like to try . :)
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Date: 10/5/2021 12:30:00 AM
The season of natural sculpture Harry
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Date: 10/4/2021 7:53:00 PM
wonderful! "natures carousel," is brilliant. shalom, shalom & thanX ever Sir Harry
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Date: 10/4/2021 7:40:00 PM
The dominion of winter winds is beautifully depicted in this tough to perform Andaree form. Harry, you've done an amazing job. I tried just once.
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Date: 10/4/2021 7:16:00 PM
Oh beautifully done Harry. I could see the stout Oak tree standing against the storm. Loved it. God Bless, JB
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Date: 10/4/2021 3:23:00 PM
Great poem Harry. I enjoyed this. Well written. :)
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Date: 10/4/2021 11:39:00 AM
Brrr it's coming here, im jealous as you're moving towards summer. Tom
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Date: 10/4/2021 9:56:00 AM
This verse is such a beautifully wrought work, and aptly depicts winter, Harry. I love the imagery! This is in my faves. :)
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Date: 10/4/2021 5:38:00 AM
Great contrast: the end of autumn, the beginning of winter.
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Date: 10/4/2021 4:54:00 AM
The reign of winter winds exquisitely evoked in this difficult to execute form. So well done, Harry.
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