Still... (A Cinquain) Poem by ray Schreiber

Still... (A Cinquain)



This spring
it's gentle breeze
invites my jacket off
once exposed, I feel the ghost of
winter

Wednesday, April 27, 2011
Topic(s) of this poem: spring,winter
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ray Schreiber

ray Schreiber

Mechanicsburg, Pennsylvania USA
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