by Sally P Carter
Sunday, July 03, 2011
Rated "G" by the Author.
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A dizain -
The frost has spread an icing-sugar sheet,
and all is swathed in silver-swirled brocade.
Sun glints upon the path where, at my feet,
a diamante carpet has been laid,
and ice has sculptured every leaf and blade.
A fairy must have come by night, and twirled
her twinkling wand across my routine world,
bejewelling the street on which I dwell.
Enchanted by each twig that she has pearled,
I readily fall under her cold spell.
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|Reviewed by James Johnston
|Magical, indeed! Sally, I stand berated for not pursuing my promise to journey throughout your garden of refreshing reading. I look forward to more of your magic as I relish this poetic jewel! Hip, hip, hooray for Sally! In other words, BRAVO. Jim in Texas|
|Reviewed by Paul Judges
|Nicely done, Sally !|