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Sunday, 26 January 2014
An Ode to Winter Gales
I hear high hitched on Leinster wires witches whine
Ugly hags no mother ever conceived nor father sired
Tormented unbodied things born of wild restless winds
Whose shrill screams storm my equilibrium to shreds.
Rhiannon B. said : Beautiful Mel! Love it!
ReplyDeleteMany thanks Rhia x
DeleteMy senses feel every word of your descriptive poem, Mel. Wonderful !
ReplyDeleteThank you for your appreciation Gwen.
ReplyDeleteExquisite! I shall recite this poem when I hear the wind whining down the chimney.
ReplyDeleteThank you Rose your comment made me smile :-)
Deleteand now back to doing the sprouts for Mrs H!
Exquisite blog you got here ... will be exploring more ... greetings fom winterland ... smiles ... Always, cat.
ReplyDeleteThank you ^.^ Cat comments are always appreciated :-)
DeleteHello, blog hopping and found your beautiful blog.
ReplyDeleteNice post.
Please visit mine too and feel free to add comments.
Thanks
Rajiv
www.magnificentdewdrops.blogspot.com
www.magicalpresent.blogspot.com
Oh yes...those crones of the wild winds...I hear them too...:)
ReplyDeleteThank you Ygraine. I thought that you might - it is the madness of poets to listen ! :-) x
DeleteThat's the last time I sing outside your house!! I feel the pain you felt.
ReplyDeleteSorry I can't remember you singing, so you had better make a return visit, please
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