Leslie Philibert

Bronze Star - 2,826 Points (6th March 1954 / London, England)

Rowan - Poem by Leslie Philibert

Tough-wood and feather
half in flight;
bent as a dark fork.

The late of the year
spots her with blood berries
crouching against the wind.

The blasted daughter of high North,
a tryst with the harsh sleet,
dark as the night`s splinter.

Topic(s) of this poem: nature

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  • Kelly Kurt (4/4/2015 1:38:00 PM)

    A wonderful, well worded poem, Leslie. Thank you for sharing. (Report) Reply

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Poem Submitted: Saturday, April 4, 2015

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