Gone the winters chill
and bare brooding chestnut trees.
Now, their candle covered branches sing of spring.
The stones tell Everyman`s story, carved with care,
encircled with primroses at their base.
No misty frost, haunting eerily in corners,
but dappled sunlight giving life to the scene.
A pleasant walk through lych gate
towards the church, with no sign of death
resting here, on this Spring day.
Author notes
Dixie
Snow as in white
One Moment is the other poem
A contest entry
- Titles (Invite only) by Beating.
300 points, ended September 8, 2007, 7 entries
Bronze trophy winner
• next poem in this contest, remove from contest
Please tell me what you think
Comments
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"towards the church, with no sign of death
resting here, on this Spring day."
Those lines really represent the same idea that I got in my poem. And I love that. You really made it your own. It's short, but really epic in its theme of death. Love it! -
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Thank you for your kind comments and trophy
it was a shame more people didn`t take up
the challenge. Thank you for the inspiration
to write.
Best wishes
Dixie
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