Falls Bounty Poem by Howard Mcdougal

Falls Bounty

Rating: 5.0


It was a still oil
Purple grapes
On a white plate
Toast butter and jelly
Winter remembers summers
Gifts
Deaths in past
Sweet colors flavors

Saturday, October 4, 2014
Topic(s) of this poem: season
COMMENTS OF THE POEM
Melvina Germain 08 November 2015

Fantastic imagery portrayed here and a Blessing spilled on the page.....

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Dr Pintu Mahakul 04 October 2014

Purple grapes, suitable words composed in nice way. Nice poem.

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