Frederick Kesner

Bronze Star - 2,075 Points (28 August / St. Thomas University Hospital)

Moment - Poem by Frederick Kesner

the cold wind is

damp on my face

i shiver but

delight in its touch

it blows the hair

off from my brow




dark'ning clouds

ramble on above

i cannot see

where i am going

i see only

the coming gall




the prickly rain

that pierced my skin

were cold-edged pins

puncturing my nerves

with a rude onslaught

that drove me home


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Topic(s) of this poem: nature

Form: Free Verse


Comments about Moment by Frederick Kesner

  • (7/5/2008 12:55:00 AM)


    articulate! and definitely reminds us that we should always look at the bright side of any aspect (Report) Reply

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  • (11/24/2004 1:22:00 AM)


    A very good descripsion of bad weather made me feel i was there

    REGARD'S AJS
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Poem Submitted: Wednesday, November 24, 2004

Poem Edited: Tuesday, March 13, 2018


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