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The Sound of Home

The rugged moor top grew shapeless hiding within the grey shroud, invisible steps to endure in lieu. The dense stratus manipulates the morning sun losing the day. Distant call, tower clock chimes the way. On track soon home. Safe. © Harry J Horsman 2019

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Heidi Sands

Date: 7/12/2019 4:58:00 PM

Great poem Harry. Congratulations :)

Jennifer Proxenos

Date: 2/28/2019 12:14:00 PM

Wonderful poetry Harry and very creative. I really think this poem is awesome, superbly penned. Poetry hugs, Jennifer.

Swetha Vangaveti

Date: 2/1/2019 12:14:00 AM

Filled with awesome imagery :) beautiful :)

Jan Allison

Date: 1/28/2019 8:46:00 AM

Very atmospheric imagery Harry, Many congratulations on your win :-) hugs Jan xx

Joseph May

Date: 1/27/2019 8:06:00 PM

Congrats on your win Harry..

Kim Rodrigues

Date: 1/27/2019 7:34:00 PM

Romantic, spooky and lovely imagery! Love it, Harry! Congrats!

Michelle Faulkner

Date: 1/27/2019 7:24:00 PM

Wishing you congratulations on your win, good job!

Andrea Dietrich

Date: 1/27/2019 3:30:00 PM

back with Congrats. And forgot to say earlier. I love the line about "dense stratus manipulates the morning sun"

Anne-Lise Andresen

Date: 1/27/2019 12:41:00 PM

- Lovely Harry :) - hugs // Anne-Lise :)

Warren Doll

Date: 1/27/2019 8:58:00 AM

Harry, great write. Congratulations on your win. Warmest Wishes~ Warren

Charles Messina

Date: 1/27/2019 8:49:00 AM

Wonderful write, Harry. Great job on this form, I love this one. Congratulations on your 2nd place win. Charlie

Andrea Dietrich

Date: 1/26/2019 8:44:00 PM

oh I love this one how you write of "home" It's so sad that not everyone can feel safe in the one place meant to be our haven!! thanks for your kind words at the comment you gave.