Wednesday, January 6, 2016

Night Games Comments

Rating: 5.0

The bearded wind dashed through the sky
With coal sacks on his shoulders,
Sliding on the silver night
Who shook as she grew colder.
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Janet Mary Zylstra
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Roseann Shawiak 02 February 2016

Delightful poem, playful and energetic it's antics making me laugh! Great imagery throughout! 10+ Thank you for sharing. RoseAnn

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Janet Mary Zylstra

Janet Mary Zylstra

London, England
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