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Midwinter Laburnum

This morning the splendour
of nature
spikes the eye with frost;
the laburnum tree
has never been
more beautiful,
less vain.

Polly Robinson © 2015

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Tears And Sobs

Do not weep
it just won’t do,
only gore
will satisfy you.
Foulest ichor
veins of gods;
putrefaction,
tears and sobs.

Polly Robinson © 2015

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Frost Web

Lacy cobwebs creep the hedgerows
sharp as prying spiders’ eyes
glitter-edged and spiky, sparkling
clear spun sugar in disguise.
Lazy hips and haws lounge
as taut twigs cringe in fingered frost… 26 more words

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The Beach In Winter

Three miles of sand stretch to Putsborough beach,
a winter walk winces tight tingling cheeks,
dogs run, dig and bark, wag-wriggling in glee,
the day is lightened, we’re sea spray spit free, 90 more words

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Frost–Christmas 2014

Chilled window glass
and frozen grass
glitters an aftermath
a greened smattering of snowlike stuff.
Ice sparkles blossom and blush
in the aeons of dawn, a silver flush… 26 more words

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Sunday 28 December 2014

The moon is in Aries
today, a First Quarter,
a young luminary
it never falters;
sweet silver face shines
deep in dark skies,
who cares what it’s made of… 16 more words

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Nanna And Grandpa's Day

Elves spend their days shifting gifts,
while children make Christmas lists,
mums and dads send the lists to Santa,
which really means, to us: Nanna and Grandpa! 285 more words

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