Winter Morn
White
snowflakes,
lace upon ground
swirl round oaks, dance ballet
of winter’s song with frosty wind
to mourning dove’s wing beat,
horizon’s dawn
dispels
dark
Mary A. Couch resides in Noblesville, Indiana, and works as an Admin Assistant for Taylored Systems, Inc. a local telecommunication company. She is the Premier Poet for the Indiana State Federation of Poetry Clubs, and she learned poetry from her mother and two grandmothers who were writers, artists and storytellers. She has been published in a variety of venues.
Beautiful. I really loved it!
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ReplyDeleteMary what a wonderful picture you painted of Winter Morn. Beautiful! Thank you for sharing your talent with us.
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Hi Mary...I thought your poem was so graceful as you described a winter lovely scene! Thanks for sharing. ~Chris
ReplyDeleteHi Mary. I am really enjoying these winter poem selections. I thoroughly enjoyed yours. Thank you for sharing and continued blessings!
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