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I Remember, I Remember, ...

Your concise account covers everything,rather like the snow.

Take care Trevor.

Creative Writing :D .... Gandalf, Frodo, and The Two For One Once upon a time there was a thread called Frederick. He was a simple fellow. But that was only an accident. Had he been born female he would not have been a fellow. He would have been a Fredericka. Although all of this is of significant and ground trembling importance,...

Sorry not to read your words,WS.

i like it. it conveys clear images and is very descriptive. the narrative is very good too.

The Ruby Bush ... The ruby bush it drips bright gems along its branches to its stems. They glitter in the summer sun as pollen hunters, one by one, search among the firestones where nectar gives its sweetness there. I stood and gazed upon the sight this morning in the summer light. (c) JH ...

Althea, I am speechless at this beautiful poem about marriage. Well done. I like the style of poetry you have employed too. It is quite perfect.

The Two Crowns... Victor Attached Images __________________ I do not look beyond a time when I may never make a rhyme. Time's arrow flies but I shall fall, ...

A nicely written free-verse poem. Technical Footnote: A sip is "a small mouthful". " a "deep sip" is, in this definition, an oxymoron. Poetry allows "poetic license" to be employed and that is a good thing, in context, apropos the art of creative expression. But I am assuming you will welcome any comment that intends to be constructive and helpful (this is my intention) l in this forum.

A nicely written free-verse poem. Technical Footnote: A sip is "a small mouthful". " a "deep sip" is, in this definition, an oxymoron. Poetry allows "poetic license" to be employed and that is a good thing, in context, apropos the art of creative expression. But I am assuming you will welcome any comment that intends to be constructive and helpful (this is my intention) l in this forum.

The Ruby Bush ... The ruby bush it drips bright gems along its branches to its stems. They glitter in the summer sun as pollen hunters, one by one, search among the firestones where nectar gives its sweetness there. I stood and gazed upon the sight this morning in the summer light. (c) JH ...

frosty morning waste on an unwanted errand I saw the leaves discarded by trees, framed in frost, next to grass kept fresh by Ice. Then further on I see a cushion from someone's thrown-away sofa lying covered with ice-crystals in the gutter. __________________ Adoration...

Early morning winter walk brown leaves' decaying are frozen, arrested in time, each framed in white ice, so frost, glistening, makes sad little cathedral windows out of halted life __________________ Adoration...

Althea, I am speechless at this beautiful poem about marriage. Well done. I like the style of poetry you have employed too. It is quite perfect.

I Remember, I Remember, ...

The Two Crowns... Victor Attached Images __________________ I do not look beyond a time when I may never make a rhyme. Time's arrow flies but I shall fall, ...

Creative Writing :D .... Gandalf, Frodo, and The Two For One Once upon a time there was a thread called Frederick. He was a simple fellow. But that was only an accident. Had he been born female he would not have been a fellow. He would have been a Fredericka. Although all of this is of significant and ground trembling importance,...

i like it. it conveys clear images and is very descriptive. the narrative is very good too.

Sorry not to read your words,WS.