Cold maker has come again
To make the world white
Remaking all the woodlands
Sparkling in the light
The people warm with the lodge
Telling stories of the past
The children making pictures
Dreams that always last
Tis a time for our renewal
When the spirits walk
And the sounds of cold maker
As across the lands he walks
A contest entry
- THE BEAUTY OF WINTER by Whispering Wind.
700 points, ended February 16, 2009, 7 entries
Honorable mention
• next poem in this contest, remove from contest
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when the spirits walk across the lands the seasons change and life remains...i love the smooth softness of your words and how you weaved the days of old..thank you so much for entering
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Beautiful write of a world gone by, of a simple time with magical beliefs that were enough to fill all hearts. A memory drifting back with the snowflakes.
Sheila
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the rhyme in this is very smooth and allows a stream of pleasent flow its a beautiful read and i liked the lines
"the children making pictures
dreams that always last"
an innocence so lost as our childhoods pass us
lovley read
abigail
formerly
heart on sleeve
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Wow...the flow about winter is just splendid...
Good luck in this contest
XXJeannette
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this shows just a clear picture of winter.
this is very good. i enjoyed this -
Ahhh... Thanx for sharing this, it brought me back to times I shared with my love, times of warmth and security.
Very beautiful John.
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Oh, wonderfully penned with heartwarming ideas for uniting people in winter's cold days. Makes me feel glad.
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