~~ by tkbrown
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As winter closes in, nights turn from cool
to cold; wind chimes echo season’s sweet carol.
Cyclone snowstorms circle a northern realm
dumping snow and ice — Old Man Winter’s helm.
A deep, silent blanket quiets all and frees
a wonderland of miniature trees
mingled with houses dwarfed by such depths
of icy precipitation and street troughs
now cleared deep ‘mongst the puffy white blanket
mounds draped across the frigid landscape net.
Living in winter’s wonderland of snow
hinders all daily movement to and fro;
no designs from Jack Frost on the window
for it only reveals cold, bleak, white snow
blanketing all, piled high to that tree bough —
Winter’s Wonderland reels all motion — Slow!
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Photo Above: Snow and Ice Covered Walls by Amanda Vick @ Unsplash.com.
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by tkbrown 
BRAVO! I’ve not written a sonnet in ages (the old brain resists most challenges 🙂 )
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It was actually warm enough that some folks were out playing 9 holes of golf today.
But winter has just begun…
I’m not good with meter and sonnets – so very good for you to master this form.
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Thank You Very Much! I have been studying meter and rhythm and rhyme quite a lot in recent years. Poetry is a beautiful way to express even the most mundane or unpleasant in a pleasant, enjoyable repartee. Thank You for stopping by; please make it a habit, and let me know what you think when you do!
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I like short verses like haiku, Septolet… etc.
But I also like flash fiction too!
Continued success 🙂
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