The Thaw Poem by Sally Plumb Plumb

The Thaw

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The moon is
cool tonight.
Light fills my eyes
with silver.

The naked trees
moan soft delight
and conquer still
late winters spite.

Snow that's sparkling,
cold, retreating
leaves impressions
damp but clear.

Lone snowdrops
thrusting through
in crisis,
claim a spring
that's very near.

Sally Plumb

COMMENTS OF THE POEM
Annie Brittle 07 February 2012

Very nice, loved this expression in this one :)

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Haverhill Suffolk England
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