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 Frost PaintingWinter paints wild portraits, on my window panes.

A thousand shades of silver spun,

a kaleidoscope of crystal-ice

kissed by Winter’s sun.

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He frosts the tops of tall pine trees

with snowy caps of white.

And dips the limbs of all the rest

in molten gold sun light.

IMG_4035Sap rises from the warming earth,

teasing leaves from supple boughs.

Spring dresses in most verdant greens

and renews her ancient vows.

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Ice melts to dance in brooks abundant,

the meadow breeze is sweet.

Hope ripens with every bud that swells.

The pulse begins to beat

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in quilts of greens and browns.

Fertile fields call plow and man.

Sun lets her tresses down. 2011_6 Sugar Hill Lupines

Vivid white and deepest blue,

gather in the skies aloft.

While ocean’s waves are turning wild

with waves and milky froth

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Autumn’s cloaked in rustling gowns

of crimson, rust and gold.

Nature’s at her boldest

as her secrets all unfold.

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The wind speaks with a sharpened tongue.

He whistles his mournful tune.

The goddess prepares for deepest sleep.

Ice crystals surround the moon…

Elizabeth

 Winter Moon

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