This morning's brief snowfall inspired this one. :)
Winter returns in a blue rrrrrrrushhhhhh of wind, biting the buds off trees, nipping the nose. I attempt to find warmth in words to thaw the chill in my bones, hoping to melt the stumps that were fingers. Where is the sun?? Perhaps, it's in this poem.
There is much warmth in the words that we read if we let them fire the dersire to write and read more. Then we will forever be able to Spring into the basking warmth of summer. Since it is snowing outside, I am thankful for your warm words. Thanks,
Yes indeed, Karla, the sun is always in your poetry! This is so evocative of an actual cold wintery day! The imagery is so real I can feel the chill in my bones, too. Very well done.
Love,
CJ
Deputy Dave Jenkins investigates the murder of local high school principal, Jerry Egge, but this is a multi-faceted novel that deals with spiritualism, romance, friendship, and children who fall through the cracks.
"Murder isn't usually this
The gifted and fascinating Urban Poet, Asa D Seeley, once again speaks. He introduces a New Genre of Poetry...Reality Confrontation. Juxtaposed with Essay and staying true to his unique style, Asa brings a breath of...fresh air...to the world of poet
George Harrison sang so..
Your friend,
Ron
God Bless
Michelle~
Peace Blessings,
Joselyn
Richard Lloyd Cederberg
Fee
Love Tinka
"Break out the marshmallows while I whip up some hot chocolate. It's gonna be a cooooolddd winter! I'm feelin' it in my bones."
Love,
Richard
God Bless
Love and hugs
Lena
pax A
Love,
Eileen
Rusty
randy
(((HUGS))) and much love, your twin sister, Karen Lynn. :D
Love,
CJ