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Winter's Term

Jewels from silver and white topaz storms adorn,
flawlessly winterize and brilliantly transform,
as frozen bling of delight and also concern
control our lives during winter's vivacious term.

appreciationchangesensessnowstormrhyme

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Carole Duet

May 24, 2019 at 3:41 PM

Beautiful, CayCay! I can see the ice covered trees sparkling in the sunlight like the "bling" of diamonds. Love it. Congrats on your placement in the contest.

Michael Craig

May 14, 2019 at 1:26 PM

You write so beautifully. I can only imagine writing like that one day. You have a true art.

CayCay Godwin

May 16, 2019 at 10:50 AM

Michael - to find such sweet, generous words moments ago made my day, week and so much more. I cannot thank you enough and neither can my muse. Poetry hugs ... CayCay

Andrea Dietrich

May 4, 2019 at 3:14 PM

What a great entry for his contest, Caycay. You selected very well. I would love to give my very best, but I hate the idea of reading through over 100 poems. I found one after 20 and it may have to do. haha!! Let me know if you wrote recently a poem that you are dying for me to see. I hate if I'm missing out on poems that are extra special to you

Jennifer Proxenos

May 3, 2019 at 1:16 PM

Hi CayCay, as I read this poem I said to my husband, CayCay will win this contest, and voila, I just saw the comments below, congratulations my friend, a star bound poem Jenny.

Jennifer Proxenos

May 3, 2019 at 1:13 PM

I have only experienced really cold snowy winters as a young child in England but for most of my life have lived in Africa, where winters are mild - maximum minus 3 (centigrade) where we live - sometimes I try to imagine living in places where it goes to minus 40 or 50 (farenheit) - I would enjoy it for a holiday but love our winters here which in the middle of winter can have a 19 degrees (centigrade). Your poem is a gem CayCay, almost like a holiday for me. Hugs, Jenny.