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Cowlings Poems - Poems about Cowlings


The Day Reborn
...I heard the wind scouring trees As around my head danced whirling leaves, In the sky, the clouds they raced Scudding, at some graceless pace. The wind gave voice, in manic howlings As chimney......

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Categories: cowlings, earth, power, storm,
Form: Rhyme

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