James Edward Lee Sr. Poet Ottava rima

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WINTER’S BREATH IS A LAW OF CONSTANT PROPORTIONS--

WINTER’S BREATH IS A LAW OF CONSTANT PROPORTIONS

Dead the winter colors bland, non-conforming;
Winters colors bleak yet told brown, tan, and gold,
Deaden blanks the washed out colors alluring!
All things prominence dull passion so miss scold;

Marking the times dead comes and goes maturing;
O’ sleep nature’s vision winters pictures mold;
Forming still, presents of picture quest portions!
Death life seasons law of constant proportions!


2/3/25
Written words by James Edward Lee Sr. 2025©

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