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Post by Elle Rush on Nov 2, 2005 18:03:40 GMT -5
Write a (holiday) poem in any form usingALL of the following words:
Spruce, Golden, Beloved, Warmth, Frost, diamond,
snow-capped, berries, bountiful, cherishment.
Post your poems in this thread, in the POET'S WORKSHOP FORUM and we'll include them in the upcoming Holiday Edition newsletter.
I look forward to reading what everyone comes up with!
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Post by Ken Corbett on Nov 8, 2005 13:19:02 GMT -5
I hope this is meant in fun, because my entry is LAME!
Frost curls in paisleys
that rise from snow-capped sills
on the window-panes.
Beloved parents cherish the warmth
of their bountiful families.
Even the golden-agers spruce up
and wear their diamonds on their fingers
like berries on branches.
Ken
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Post by Elle Rush on Nov 8, 2005 14:40:27 GMT -5
WHAT is lame about that? It IS meant to be FUN!!! But, yours certainly isn't lame. I enjoyed it.
It's meant as an excercise to express the emotion that comes with Holiday time. You did just that, Ken!
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Post by Elle Rush on Nov 16, 2005 10:29:52 GMT -5
Spruce, Golden, Beloved, Warmth, Frost, diamond,
snow-capped, berries, bountiful, cherishment.
Sparkle
The season is golden; magical.
Outside the warmth of the cottage,
the frost shone like a diamond dust,
across snow-capped berries and Spruce trees,
mirroring the cherishment in her heart
for her beloved,
the sparkle of her spirit.
Elle Rush
Holiday Challenge November 2005
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david
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Post by david on Nov 18, 2005 12:54:39 GMT -5
Lady Winter descends
from snow-capped peaks,
adorned in a sparkling cloak
of frost-diamonds
the land shivers at her arrival
as animals seek the warmth
of their woody dens,
and berries, once bountiful,
begin to fade and wither
Outside a fire-lit cabin
spruce stand watch,
illuminated by the golden glow from within,
while two lovers nestled inside
cherish each other,
tenderly and beloved.
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Post by Elle Rush on Nov 18, 2005 14:46:46 GMT -5
Beautiful, David!!
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