Kevin Patrick

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The Winter Muse - Poem by Kevin Patrick

The cities clinched in a snows-caped corset
And our town square gleams a glacial palace
frozen shrubs and a glossy grass of sawdust
cumbersome we skirt, on earths icy canvas
Around the clock tower where roman hands
Strike mores and wistfully at the grey noon
Is stalked by white squalls across the hinterland
Smothering its face in winters frozen bloom
While Birch trees branches bend under wet snow
Limbs shining brightly like fiber optic cable
Still the statues reside in their bronze glow
Their deeds and names a memories fable
And I stand in the square thought linger long
My muse sings in winter as hope wakes in dawn

Topic(s) of this poem: winter, nature

Form: Sonnet

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Poem Submitted: Thursday, January 28, 2016

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