Friday, February 10, 2012

Winter Dawn

There's not a cloud in the sky
The first frost is on the ground
Two crows are exchanging cries
Otherwise there's not a sound

2 comments:

  1. Interesting how your crows punctuating the silence only seem to deepen it here. A contemplative poem, every image necessary, the rhythm and rhyme like a morning walk.

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  2. Thanks for your kind comments.

    Jim

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