Cold Fall Morning Poem by Chuck Audette

Cold Fall Morning

Rating: 5.0


the steam rises
as my dreams slip away
but after a while
this world seems ok
except

only now
do
I remember
my towel

COMMENTS OF THE POEM
Dan Tharp 06 March 2006

This is the 3rd poem I have read of your's, Charles... So far, I like your style of writing. dan

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Kee Thampi 29 January 2006

this snow fall is realy lovable vision of a poet

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Joy Vanderhelm 08 January 2006

He! He! He! Well done! You have quite a talent for making the reader think of a completely different direction for a poem or a different ending than the one you present.

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Chuck Audette

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Poetry Hell, Vermont
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