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All tarnished iron and unpickable locks,
this day that winter has on the march
sends me ducking and weaving to my store
of unfinished verse. Short passages vibrant
with color and light. Crisp consonants
and slippered sibilants. Big, round vowels
and murmurring m's. Little nothings
with ideas bigger than their stomachs
dance with prissy types in fancy dress.
A mirrored ball glitters above our heads
as I race onto the dance floor to twirl,
dip, twirl. Got a feeling that when I go out,
the sun will be in hiding, still. Cold still
harden and thunder still threaten, and I
will be happy to go back in.
(c) Phyllis Jean Green, 2013
[Original title = Some Pretend to be Snow Angels]
Angels That Care
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|Reviewed by Barbara Terry
|Stay in the warmth of your soul and create those verses so free that no cage can hold them. Leave those unpickable locks and look through the doors that are open for your inspiration. Let your muse flow, let the words write themselves with you as their guide.
A very nice way to put how poetry should be written; from within. Thank you for sharing, Pea.
Love & hugs,
|Reviewed by Muhammad Al Mahdi
|Precious, lovely warmth captured in a sumptuously casual mood. As always: immaculate craft impossible to improve.|
|Reviewed by Dark Knight
|Reviewed by Amor Sabor
|Excellent verses that flow so brilliantly colorful.|
|Reviewed by William Bonilla
|stay warm and inspire its still winter
love & peace be with you
|Reviewed by John Domino
|A wonderful colorful write and very colorful pic as well. Scattered thoughts appear and then I look at the picture again and seem to be going nowhere. Life is a puzzle indeed...
Peace, love and blessings to you,
John Michael Domino
|Reviewed by Ronald Hull
|An interesting look at your day, browsing poetic insights in the winter of your life.
|Reviewed by Mary Ann Biddinger
Delightful sibilants in crisp whirls of dancing words.
Lady Mary Ann
|Reviewed by Vivian Dawson
|And the vibrant tapestry wins!
|Reviewed by Bob Mitchley
|spring's a-comming !!!|
|Reviewed by Budd Nelson
|a so interesting write that takes us right there
|Reviewed by Regis Auffray
|You have shared the ambiance of your experience very effectively through your verses. Thank you, Pea. Love and best wishes to you,