Silver
An Espinela For "The Sound of First Frost" Vocal Challenge
Silver
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The Golden Leaves Of Autumn
Are Now Turning To Silver
The True Colour Of Winter
Time For Snow The Sun Is Gone
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Silver Ice On Frozen Ponds
The Crack Of Breaking Icicles
Winters Talons White Signal
The Seasons Winds Are Howling
Screaming Their Frozen Warning
A Silver Elemental
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By Elisa Wontorcik4 days ago in Poets
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Wonderfully written MikeI love itπ¦π¦π¦π¦π
Beautifully written, great song, and a new poetic form to look up. πππβοΈ That's a winner to me.
A perfect ode to the coming Winter season. Good job.
Your imagery is so vivid; I could see every moment as I read.