Ghosts rhythmically dance as I exhale.
Dark lashes glisten; gift of a breeze.
Dawn drains grayness in colors pale
patterning my warm winter frieze.
Author notes
frieze - a heavy woolen fabric with a long nap; neck scarf.
Couldn't pass up a good pun 
Prompt: Love, weather, hope, faith, or desires of happiness.
Picture Credit: http://kiera.deviantart.com/art/A-Breath-of-Winter-42606374
25 words or less (24 used 
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Please refrain from using (these, this, and, but, the)
A contest entry
- Short Poems ( 25 words or less) by misticmoonlite.
660 points, ended November 19, 2008, 14 entries
Gold trophy winner
• next poem in this contest, remove from contest
Critical Comments Always Welcome
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I love that winter picture!
Short, sweet and sassy in a seasonal sense. Silly, to surrender to snow's senseless insanity. Winter is soon to be upon us. Might as well enjoy it!
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Thank you for such an alliterative comment
I always appreciate those who take the time to read and comment...
Ken
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Beautiful! I love your wording and images, especially,
'Ghosts rhythmically dance as I exhale.' - great image!
Well done! Best wishes in the contest.
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Beautiful picture
and the piece falls suit
I love winter - not so much the cold
and not so much the snow (I hate the sound of crunching snow)
But it's the beauty of it
that keeps me in awe!
Very beautifully penned hun
good luck to you
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hey your good! wow, I love the way you chose this poem with less the words of no use, forming a beauty with a nice flow and a story to boot, thank you for this entry, good luck
Linda
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