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Oak leaves

oak leaves straggle
dangling in
early gust of snow



AP: Honorable Mention 2022
Copyright © | Year Posted 2019

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Krutsinger Avatar
April 30, 2019 at 4:18 PM
I can see it, for this poem is like a painting.
Gauthier Avatar
April 30, 2019 at 4:23 PM
Thanks for your lovely visit and comment, Caren.
Mcguire Avatar
April 29, 2019 at 7:09 PM
Reminds of a tree I have Ive named Lazarus. Every spring I think its dead but always late spring it sprouts leaves
Gauthier Avatar
April 29, 2019 at 8:43 PM
Tough like us. LOL
Marcum Wong Avatar
April 28, 2019 at 12:15 PM
I always feel kind of sorry when I see a tree almost bare with the wind moving its branches as it looks like it is shivering in the cold. Your poem gave me that feeling Line. There is fantastic imagery in the short piece! : ) xxoo
Gauthier Avatar
April 28, 2019 at 6:35 PM
Thanks for the most appreciated compliment, Connie.
Sands Avatar
April 28, 2019 at 10:29 AM
Great one Line . It reminds me of last Fall. Snow fell before leaves finished falling. Well done :)
Gauthier Avatar
April 28, 2019 at 6:36 PM
Thanks for your much appreciated visit and comment, Heidi.
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