Classic poem of the day
Sending up billows
of black smoke,
they smelt the ore,
never resting till
the silver avalanche tumbles down
Member poem of the day
Kisses of February fires ~ slate-hued skyscrapers in mid-day with snow-capped spires, Central Park horse carriage ride in lacy light falling snowflakes ~ chocolate truffles, cascades of deep red roses, candles glow, collections over fleeting time of endearing Valentine cards penned by you, then a sudden ~ yet long loss, tears in quietude, how could it be true. You, jovial one of hope, cremated on Day Of Hearts into your afterlife, winter ashes of my cherish, yet, still I am yo......
