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About This Author
 Writing poetry allows me to exercise my imagination and share it with others. I strive to write for the benefit of the reader using carnival fun mirror images of my life's experiences.
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 | Most Recent Poetry  (E)Poetry most recently written. #2035077 by Vanishing Vapor   |
 Alone in February's icy realm, Witness the stark pre-morning freeze, A Bird sleeps in silence, dreaming of springtime, Asleep in defiance of a wintery world. A lazy sun crests the hazy horizon, Winter disguises the fruit of the earth, An elderly woman sows seeds from a bucket, A lady with love for the suffering birds. One lonely bird feasts, then others join in, The sun in the east brightens the sky, Sing praises to Heaven for the love of a woman, Sing praises to Heaven for the least one of us. 12 Lines |
The hardiest mosses are trampled, Tread, but fail to die, Crammed in cracks of cold pavement, Trees filter the dim lit sky. Soles of a million footsteps, Moss cushions from dangerous stones Mats of enduring flowerets, Blessings that baby the bones. |
 Something tells her it's time to fly, Search for a dry crevice to hide, She knows this as surely, As a Ladybug can know, It's safe and warm to be inside. Under a loosened plank of wood, Anywhere cozy and snug is good, Her only wish is to stay alive, To find any cranny to survive, Winter coming to the hood. She hears well the whispered wind, The messages nature will send, If only we could see the coming change, So many of our plans we'd rearrange, To know the joy of winter's end. 15 Lines |
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