Kevin East

Rookie - 6 Points (22 April 1954 / Amersham bucks)

Almost - Poem by Kevin East

As I breathe in a still twilight.
Trees silently wait for the kiss of life.
The cold fading sunset is serenaded by the Winged choir.
Sending the unwritten song.
`Tis then my soul gently awakens
And that distant perfume captures my senses
To faintly declare,
It's almost spring.
A church bell rings and Sunday morning answers
At leisure.
A steeple is lit by a sleepy sun.
As an open sky greets the congregation.
A breeze gone, carries the tune
That God lays upon their hearts.
As the fields wait in background patience
To release their colour.
And as I inhale newborn wonder,
I exhale Winter's cold whispers with joy.
And when the huddled daffodils smile
Iknow it's almost spring.

Comments about Almost by Kevin East

  • Gold Star - 19,125 Points Amitava Sur (10/6/2013 10:01:00 PM)

    A lovely painting of nature what is soothing to read. (Report) Reply

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  • Rookie Linda Torres (6/15/2011 9:59:00 PM)

    I love this poem! My heart was humming while reading it. :) (Report) Reply

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Poem Submitted: Tuesday, April 5, 2011

Poem Edited: Thursday, July 19, 2012

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