where observation and imagination meet nature in poetry
December 1, 2019 § 4 Comments
in the cold old blooms imitate snow
Tagged: blooms, cold, dried flowers, goldenrod, grass, imitation, meadow, outdoors, snow, sunshine, wildflowers
They look like sentinels guarding the pasture.
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Yes amazingly they do!
Together, the image and the verse are especially effective!
thanks!
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They look like sentinels guarding the pasture.
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Yes amazingly they do!
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Together, the image and the verse are especially effective!
LikeLiked by 1 person
thanks!
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