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The snowy tops resemble deep winter
dark blue skies are floating high above
they mix like on painter´s canvases
ivory grey, dark blue sea and all there is
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Deep winter! ! Dark blue skies. Thanks for sharing this poem with us.
Thank you so very much, dear Edward. Your visit does mean a very lot to me, that you must know. God Blesses Always, that you know too.
Such a wonderful picture you have painted with your words, just beautiful dear Sylvia.
thank you so much for your valuable comments, your precious visit to my poem site and your dashing compliment, dear Jennifer.
The echoes come with the thundering i feel great peace while wondering shimmering is the hurricane many blessings in our Rainbow lane...fine poem
I am gazing at far scenes diamond green meadows serene dew pink pastures, oh what a foggy view.. beautiful line with emotion..
Liked the third stanza. Beautiful lines that convey kindness. A heartfelt write with great imagery. As if the reader is there seeing the snowy tops at close range. Beautifully crafted.
I am touched by this instant response. A very heartwarming compliment and excellent feedback. To get inspired at once is oft based upon responses like these. Only God knows how happy I am and can be. May your days be happy too. Gratefully yours
A very lovely poem. Tender and beautiful thoughts that touch the heart. The appreciation of all the things we have, blessings from above, is gratefulness to our Lord.
Thank you so much, dear Mrs. Juan-Austin, I can sense your honest comments and these touched my heart at the fullest, thank you so much are too small words, the meaning goes deeper. God Bless You perpetually.
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7/29/2025 8:05:15 AM # 1.0.0
Rainbow stains me violet, yellow, blue, green orange, red Rain the eyes rain here it's tattered heart dripping the tears between two gilded mountain a rising dawn with a dancing peacock fountain sheds the drop from the unknown heart o it's not dancing it's not rising it's beating in drowning street.....................
A poem, ordinary words in my mind, to show thankfulness, being grateful to the Lord and to the loved person having met coincidentally on Poem Hunter's poetical path, the coziest spot to be for a longer time.... only because of that one person, i reckon Thank you so much for reading and for giving your precious comments, God's Blessings in Abundance fall upon us all, gratefully yours,