Monday, October 12, 2009

Frost Comments

Rating: 3.0

As the swans of winter land on mirrored boughs,
Patting the perfect sheen with wrinkled feet
I will watch from the far shore,
Scarlet leaves churned feather-white.
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Nomad Omnia
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Sally Plumb Plumb 12 December 2009

Brilliantly cold and crisp. Loved it.Regards Sally

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sky dreams 06 December 2009

i've been reading your poems listening to hard rock.. and your poems are honestly so beautiful i had to turn my music off so i could let your poems fully captivate me.. i love this poem especially, winter is my favorite season and you captured it beautifully

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Smiley Hooker 25 October 2009

What a real sights of winter in a poem. beautiful! :)

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Sandra Fowler 25 October 2009

Only a master imagist could paint such a frost picture on the windowpanes of a winter soul. You have the poetic gift, Nomad. Warm wishes, Sandra

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Sonya Florentino 24 October 2009

'Patting the perfect sheen with wrinkled feet'...you do know your winter well, don't you....such lovely images captured here....

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Nalini Hebbar 12 October 2009

great image...regards

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