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Weather Report

I forecast: anticyclone set, unmoving The descending air evaporates and dries Over Wales and England weather is improving We predict a full eight eighths of cloudless skies Or in other words our God had blessed the land In the field the grass transforms to flaxen chrome Deep green the oaks surround in margin stand Bearing up a perfect cerulean dome On the lake the isle floats on its own reflection Heron measures steps and swan flotilla glides The stillness of a painted scene retention Thus the image ever in our minds resides Meteorologists may tell what future holds I will bless the present image that unfolds

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Date: 4/12/2022 12:11:00 PM
Congratulations on your win. Your "Weather Report" is a lovely write Rhyme. Have a blessed day writing away.......................
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Date: 4/11/2022 7:33:00 AM
Wow! Congrats! Thanks for sharing this. God bless you.
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Date: 4/10/2022 11:58:00 PM
"I will bless the present image that unfolds" - Beautiful. Congratulations!
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Date: 4/10/2022 12:24:00 PM
I really enjoyed reading this and much appreciated the rhythmic flow and sudden change of perspective from the second verse. A worthy win,Geoffrey.
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Date: 4/10/2022 11:55:00 AM
A great poem made even better with that fantastic couplet at the end. Congratulations Geoffrey. Cheers - Gary
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Date: 4/10/2022 11:30:00 AM
Nice! Congrats, and great imagery
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Date: 4/10/2022 10:47:00 AM
Congrats Geoff on your 1st place win in my contest!!! It was a gripping tale, and caught and held my attention better than the other 34 entries! Nice work!
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Date: 6/26/2018 5:05:00 AM
Geoff.. I like your "Weather Forcast"
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Geoffrey Brewer
Date: 6/26/2018 1:54:00 PM
Glad you do. Thanks, Lyric Man

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