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Trees In The Golden Rain
With a long wind song cool
The distant day is passing
Wishing well hope sounds a spell
These sonnets of the depth make
Hours cope
I see trees in the golden rain
Redolent moments then are true
The distant day is passing
Wishing well hope sounds a spell
These sonnets of the depth make
Hours cope
I see trees in the golden rain
Redolent moments then are true
Published 14th Nov 2021
| Edited 15th Nov 2021
Author's Note
China influenced me on this poem
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14th Nov 2021 2:03pm
There's a pleasant and summery, slightly autumnal tone to this which works. It has a nice shimmer to it.
14th Nov 2021 7:45pm
14th Nov 2021 9:49pm
That’s quite a rude thing to say to someone who was merely complimenting your poem, but okay. Maybe at least acknowledging that I took the time to read and provide friendly feedback would have been polite.
14th Nov 2021 9:55pm
14th Nov 2021 7:42pm
The enormous amount of emotional density packed within your every line, echoes and reverberates. The flitters of fall, nostalgia and a melancholic type of whimsy captured my imagination.
There's a coolness mixed within the warmth of such a wonderful recollected poetic vision....
I reaped such beautiful benefits, reading.
🌹 - 💙
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I was
There's a coolness mixed within the warmth of such a wonderful recollected poetic vision....
I reaped such beautiful benefits, reading.
🌹 - 💙
B
I was
14th Nov 2021 7:47pm
The first line is my favorite line in the poem. It certainly gives hints of coolness and nostalgia. Thankyou for the poetic criticism
