Aine Carroll

Rookie (April 1978 / Ireland)

Home - Poem by Aine Carroll

You remind me of winter nights
Cold snow crunching under foot.
My breath fogging in the air.
The cold crisp smell of pine.

The feel of you all soft and downy.
Your nose tucked under and your breathing loud.
And then I rub you on the head
You purr and make me smile.


Comments about Home by Aine Carroll

  • (5/24/2010 10:02:00 AM)


    THIS IS A LOVELY, COSY POEM ABOUT HOME. EVERY WORD DOES ITS WORK AND THE RHYTHM IS PERFECT.
    THANKS FOR YOUR COMMENT AND GIVE MY REGARDS TO MULLINGAR IF YOU EVER GET THAT FAR.
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  • Dr.subhendu Kar (5/16/2010 3:52:00 PM)


    ingeniously written all through lovely passion,10++, thanks for sharing (Report) Reply

  • Matt Mooney (5/16/2010 2:13:00 AM)


    The stuff that poetry is made of and you made it effortlessly. (Report) Reply

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Poem Submitted: Tuesday, May 11, 2010



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