A Waltz Wave: Winter Locusts Poem by Lillian Susan Thomas

A Waltz Wave: Winter Locusts

Rating: 2.8


The
locusts
have
all gone
to winter
under-
ground.
Clinging
to the trees
are pale husks of
their summer
selves, soon
to
be filled
with ice and
breeze of
this
season's
freeze.

Friday, October 9, 2009
Topic(s) of this poem: winter
COMMENTS OF THE POEM
Ray Schreiber 08 November 2009

Its history is happier than a Georgia O'Keeffe bone painting but with the same sterile beauty. I like this, I've spent so much time on this poem I had to sign-in again to leave a comment.

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Brenda Arroyo 16 October 2009

I like the flow of this... and it makes me look forward to winter all the more.

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Kerry O'Connor 10 October 2009

A beautifully written description. I love the image: 'pale husks of their summer selves'. Really good.

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