I hear October’s cool appraisal
Of summer’s wrinkled face
Her dim eyes warn me
Of the coming snow white shroud.
A contest entry
- 20 words by Melissa Gayle.
400 points, ended October 30, 2008, 12 entries
• next poem in this contest, remove from contest
What did you think
Comments
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I miss the snow desperately, this only enhances that feeling.
Nicely written. -
Now that is chilling! Great work done within the confines of just twenty words. Excellent!



