Oh Winter, Sir Winter Come You Soon...

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Oh Winter, Sir Winter, my eyes wide with awe
at your cherub like showcase of which you were born.
You bring wisp, and whistle over treetops and trail
as you blow the first snow flakes thru' branches in flail

Oh Winter, Sir Winter, I can smell your sweet air
from chimney tops near, how the hickory doth bear
an aroma that tickles the nose-hairs and breath
from its serpentine rise, to its warmly slow death

Oh Winter, Sir Winter, with your ice ponds of glace
wafts of fresh snow, creating drifts cornered space
There be a sparkle at night 'tween Archer and space
A wink from Sir Winter 'tween bow-string and grace.




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Frank James Ryan Jr. / FjR

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Mahtab Bangalee 05 September 2020

Oh Winter, Sir Winter, with your ice ponds of glace.....it's a joyful poem; beautifully penned; enjoyable

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Deluke Muwanigwa 05 September 2020

Nice ice poem great imagery. You nailed it. I feel the poetic warmth already

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