Best Surveiled Poems

I held my breath to protest the gloom of winter's frosted sprawl.
There, the eloquence of nature was surveiled as it flourished.
It became more than just a vested visit camouflaged among 
The trees.

Spring had lastly met winter's boasting at the gates of ultimate 
Frosted glory. No...

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Kalamatsch

As a kid I played with mud in pouring rain
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