John Silkstone

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  • John Silkstone (9/27/2007 6:14:00 AM)

    Thank you for reading my work on this page, however, the three poems here are only a small fraction of my work.

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Where Warm Thermals Flow

Down in the hollow that’s known as the Dell
The Ash and the Oak are blooming in spring.
Forest floor painted with nature’s bluebell
While high in the branches birds nest and sing.
Out of the nest there peeks a small fledgling
Not ready for flight though craving to go,
With wings open wide in blue skies soaring
To be in the air where warm thermals flow.

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