Gloom’s End
By Rhiannonw
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Drizzle-drenched decaying day
murky dawn to washed-out grey;
lights appear as fuzzy daubs –
blurry, hazy feeble orbs
dabbed around the midday gloom;
twilight invades each inner room;
deepening dusk the shade increases
creeping in, deep darkness pleases:
contrasting lights now dazzle, cheer
giving pools of colour – drizzle,
mizzle seems to disappear
– invisible, rubbed out by black.
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Hi Rhiannon
Hi Rhiannon
I really like your choice of words in this perfect description of our miserable weather. We have thick freezing fog here today. I like the idea of the mizzle rubbed out by the black.
Jean
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Such a wonderful flow of
Such a wonderful flow of words, Rhiannon. I had to read this one aloud to fully appreciate it. It's wonderful!
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i am really enjoying the
i am really enjoying the transportively descriptive nature of your poems! The fluid alliterative moments, sparky images 'fuzzy daubs' and rhythmic vivid feeling 'drizzle, mizzle, rubbed, dabbed' fit/flow together brilliantly to convey these scenes
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Rhiannon you give a beautiful
Rhiannon you give a beautiful sensuality to your rotten weather poem. Loved it!
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