Flash Poetry #7: Gifts
by 
Cailleachna
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Posted: Friday, March 31, 2006 Word Count: 50 Summary: I don't know about you, but I could do with a break from 'the X of Y go ZZZZZ'. How about a Countdown poem [only ten lines]? |
Sun up, sun down, she breathes - no sound greater
Sharp wind, wild storm, her choice; we can wait
Rain falls, ground drinks, long time coming
Light cover of snow, we sleep
Warm sun rising on us
She wakes us gently
We stretch and yawn
Today we
Burn it
All
Sharp wind, wild storm, her choice; we can wait
Rain falls, ground drinks, long time coming
Light cover of snow, we sleep
Warm sun rising on us
She wakes us gently
We stretch and yawn
Today we
Burn it
All