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Winter's Morning

The howling wind of which brushes through the trees Pushes through the green in the volatile breeze Merciful star of beaming light in which to bask Overwhelmed, by the bittersweet winter's mask

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Anne-Lise Andresen

Date: 2/8/2016 5:46:00 AM

- Winter is long and cold ...... I say welcome to the spring with happiness - A great poem, Michael - hugs // Anne-Lise :)

Michael Whatley
Date: 2/8/2016 9:00:00 AM

Aha, you said it Anne! ^^

Faye Lowley

Date: 1/3/2016 9:10:00 AM

How I wish this would have been longer, it was very good in its rhyming and imagery. Well chosen words and an enjoyable read. faye

Michael Whatley
Date: 1/4/2016 4:44:00 PM

Many thanks for reading, Faye. I'll consider writing something similar/a continuation in the future!

Lin Lane

Date: 12/30/2015 7:37:00 AM

Winters certainly can be bittersweet. I like the line about the star being merciful with its light. Well done, Michael.

Michael Whatley
Date: 12/30/2015 3:25:00 PM

Many thanks Lin!