Gershon Wolf Poet Rhyme

Whitish Sun's Glint

Thru cracks in the clouds
    whitish sun glints
  No warmth issues forth
    barren rock without flint

  Clouds return ash-gray
    no matter I squint
  despondent sun keeps away
    done, today's stint

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Caren Krutsinger November 7, 2022 at 11:10 PM Jazzy rhyme my friend!

Judy Ball November 1, 2022 at 8:58 AM Ah, the winter sun here in Alberta. We have to get used to it because it's gonna be here for awhile. Been trying to do some Fall cleaning and get prepared for the long winter months ahead. Nice job here as always Gershon. God Bless, JB Gershon Wolf November 1, 2022 at 8:24 PM Ouch. We're getting the last of the Summer-Fall sun here in Chicago lately, from about 11:30 a.m. - 3:00 p.m. Sure is nice to feel those warm rays. Strength and Faith, Gershon

Linda Alice Fowler November 1, 2022 at 8:20 AM And that ash-gray creeps over my shoulder as I try to see the page. :) A sign of Autumn here.

Heidi Sands November 1, 2022 at 8:19 AM Nice one. I enjoy your poetry :) Gershon Wolf November 1, 2022 at 8:23 PM Thank you, Heidi. And I sure enjoy receiving comments like yours. Peace, Gershon

Caren Krutsinger October 31, 2022 at 12:43 PM I saw those clouds today too!