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Bleak Winter

Pouring of Ink

~Tasting winter's bite as nightfall drowns this grief, my ink begins to pour.~




JCB Burl's Contest:How My First Poem Was Born
10/3/2020
Copyright © | Year Posted 2020

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Dietrich Avatar
October 8, 2020 at 5:14 PM
always your imagery is outstanding. Congrats on this one, Nette.
Gauthier Avatar
October 8, 2020 at 9:44 AM
lovely, nette ~ poignant
Goldsmith Avatar
October 8, 2020 at 9:31 AM
Congratulations on your win. Yes, let the ink pour onto the paper for poems. Enjoy your win and day................
Strand Avatar
October 8, 2020 at 8:11 AM
a release Nette into another realm
Mitra Avatar
October 8, 2020 at 5:49 AM
Wow...lovely lines....Congrats on your win Nette.
Andresen Avatar
October 8, 2020 at 5:24 AM
- Congratulations on your winning poem, Nette :) - hugs // Anne-Lise :)
Tacito Avatar
October 4, 2020 at 8:15 PM
Incredibly powerful. Nice to read you again, Nette. :)
Leffanta Avatar
October 4, 2020 at 10:48 AM
Lucky you lived in a warm house where ink did not freeze! Aloha! Rico
One Avatar
October 4, 2020 at 9:26 AM
An amazing one liner.. Just brilliant.
Andresen Avatar
October 4, 2020 at 7:00 AM
- Lovely written, Nette :) - Luck in the contest :) - hugs // Anne-Lise :)
Lawless Avatar
October 3, 2020 at 7:13 PM
Now this conjures up so many metaphoric visuals and one big OHH
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