Poetry
By Terri G
Some of my poems rhyme, some don't. The style of the poem is decided by the poem itself. It decides how it should be told.
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Autumn Walk in the Park
Long-abandoned nests now revealed in mournful Birch and Sycamore's exposed branches set stark against an ashen sky,
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After the Snow
Now, the magical restored to everyday, but loses something in the returning.
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Changing Voices
Changing Voices was published in United Press anthology "Free Spirit". Hope you like it.
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Fifteen Minutes
Inspired by the wannabes seeking their 15 minutes of fame on the plethora of reality shows that now fill the TV schedules
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Winter Fog
An ethereal fairytale world where diamond droplets drip from bejewelled branches
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Memories of a Childhood Christmas
Mum and me I remember, walking home in dark December, would peak in windows keen to see, who was first to put up their tree.
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Success
How do we measure success?
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Paradise Lost
An ocean of Scilla sways a cerulean campanology, peppery scent lifted and carried on a whisper that drifts through this broadleaf Sylvan setting.
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W.L.T.M.
Hey, ‘ow yoo doin’? You looking for a man who has everything? Then I’m your guy.
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