Prelude Poem by Stug Jordan

Prelude

Rating: 5.0


Lucky is the rain,
For its concealment is sublime,
When absorbed by openness
And rid of counterparts;
Suckling the night’s shade
In dry, warm fields.

Happy is the sun,
As crystal shivers blossom
In breath-held, bright mornings;
Pondering the shade,
As the sibling frosts
Nip each other’s toes.

COMMENTS OF THE POEM
Original Unknown Girl 16 April 2007

Agree with Danny, the last stanza is superb! Cute! HG: -) xx

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Danny Reynolds 13 April 2007

Love that playful end, Stug. Nice piece. Danny

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