A Misty Day On Cringle Moor Comments
'Twas a misty day on Cringle Moor
Like smoke it clung to sloping dale,
It chilled the still November air
And clenched each frozen breath,
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Your title is so beautiful and evocative. A truly classic write, my poet friend. Warm regards, Sandra
Andrew, I feel so privileged to be the first to comment on this fine poem - one of your best. You tell your haunting tale so evocatively and with such a richly honed vocabulary. Your Cringle Moor has all the awe and mystery of Coleridge at his best. Congratulations. Love, Allie ♥ ♥ ♥ ♥
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7/20/2025 9:14:24 AM # 1.0.0
The barren fields in uniform, I tried in vain to find her Yet her steps I could not trace. .............................................. Very beautiful poem... Not looking - a sad refrain Happy New Year, Andrew, Tsira