Saturday, February 24, 2018

A Late Winter Poem For Baharak Comments

Rating: 5.0

I have been teasing a thought
into being all morning, and
since my morning began at 333 a.m.
it's been a long haul to find
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Daniel Brick
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Richard Wlodarski 05 December 2020

In the wee hours of the morning, we wake and see the light of their souls. Magnificent poem. And such an outstanding last line!

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Bharati Nayak 26 February 2018

It was moonlight and glistening snow that brought us out of darkness into the welcoming light of their special radiance.- - - - - Poets always love moonlight that take them out of darkness to the welcoming light of special radiance.

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Bill Cantrell 24 February 2018

I love this and I am going to give winter another chance, I felt like you my friend, insufficient material for a poem, great work! !

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Richard Wlodarski 24 February 2018

Daniel, you most definitely have a way with words. Another excellent write! Brilliantly shrouded in mystery.

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Daniel Brick 24 February 2018

Thanks Richard My poems will never have the sheer energy of the Beat Poets; I read them but don't try to emulate them. But I have cultivated what you rightly call A WAY WITH WORDS, and that is my contribution to this vast enterprise of POETRY.

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