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WINTER'S FIELD
brown on muted gold on grey,
this vista, plain,
pallid in winter chill,
waiting for visions of eye and mind
to find beauty in its homely
countenance
a lone tree in damp,
grey slumber
low clouds, a thin blanket
in the cold December mist
this moss, a tiny spot
of weary green
this vista, plain,
pallid in winter chill,
waiting for visions of eye and mind
to find beauty in its homely
countenance
a lone tree in damp,
grey slumber
low clouds, a thin blanket
in the cold December mist
this moss, a tiny spot
of weary green
Published 24th Dec 2023
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24th Dec 2023 12:47pm
24th Dec 2023 1:18pm
Thank you for reading.
I really have no tolerence for cold -- medical condition -- so it's difficult for me to see the beauty around me in winter.
Thus, I guess, the bleak description.
I really have no tolerence for cold -- medical condition -- so it's difficult for me to see the beauty around me in winter.
Thus, I guess, the bleak description.
24th Dec 2023 4:02pm
Dear J,
And yet, you write the grey and dreary you perceive so beautifully. For me there is a solitude I find very comforting in poems like this. I’m indebted to you. H🌷
And yet, you write the grey and dreary you perceive so beautifully. For me there is a solitude I find very comforting in poems like this. I’m indebted to you. H🌷
25th Dec 2023 00:17am
