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Tin Chimney

Contributed by ramfire on Friday, 4th February 2005 @ 01:18:08 PM in AEST
Topic: Event



Just sitting by the casement looking close
at rain that makes this day all gray and cold.
It beats upon the trees nearby and those
that line the way where newer growth is bold.
Come see drops strike against this old glass pane
where droplets chase another's runlet trail.
This day then musing thusly I would fain
to hope that heavens hold back heavy hail.
Sounds play their notes upon tin chimney pipe
a tune that comforts me in my soft seat.
This useless stove itself is quite the type
without a care to generate much heat.
A lazy quiet day it seems to be
that often may not please the likes of me.






Copyright © ramfire ... [ 2005-02-04 13:18:08]
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Re: Tin Chimney (User Rating: 1 )
by Stitch on Friday, 4th February 2005 @ 03:37:33 PM AEST
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Very interesting. I don't normally enjoy a rainy day myself. However, I do love the sound of rain on a roof, and that feeling has carried through well here.
Stitch


Re: Tin Chimney (User Rating: 1 )
by ladyfawn on Saturday, 5th February 2005 @ 01:56:56 AM AEST
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laurie, this is beautiful as always, great images too:) hugs n' love nessa

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Re: Tin Chimney (User Rating: 1 )
by kiss4roq on Thursday, 11th May 2006 @ 11:38:05 AM AEST
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This poem is very well written. I always enjoy reading your peoms. You have a way with painting pictures in my head. Great write once again.




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