Lynn Anne Brown

Rookie - 32 Points (June 16,1959 / Toronto, Ontario, Canada)

No Quarrel - Poem by Lynn Anne Brown

Hear the thunder rolling in
The skies will speak
The Greys still hold the Blues
And a symphony begins
Light and Colour
Fade and shift
The Drummer
Changes Feet
The Wind Whistles
And the Rafters Rattle
As The River Runs a Little Higher
So far the Banks are Holding
Our Beat is Steady
Our Dance Responds
In Kind

Topic(s) of this poem: nature

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Poem Submitted: Tuesday, June 17, 2014

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