Tonight the sizzle of twigs in the old stove
teases silence from shadows dancing in fire.
Upstairs cats wait on the landing for sleep
to climb the steps to the steep-roofed dormer room:
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Wonderful poem. Such great word pictures. Why only one? Read mine - Frost Flowers - Adeline
Hi Anne, I'd llike to see what you've been writing. Any chance?