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A Fruitful Change

A Fruitful Change

Storms beat like a restless drum 
Forcing leaves on fragile stems to bend
Send our feathered friends-
To fear the worst when gales impend 

To reel and deal a force of steel
Which hurls 
Whirls with fridged feel 
Its harsh
Unforgiving bite 
The final stance of winters plight 

Before its sudden bid adieu
As Spring leaps in to spell anew 
Its sprtiely enigmatic charm 
Its tender touch
Can do no harm 
Beguiling nature to its grace 
A fruitful loving warm embrace 

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Syd

Hi Gwendoline, 

This is a beautifully crafted piece about the changing seasons. Great rhyming and beautiful imagery.

- Syd 

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Gwendoline

Many thanks Syd
I do find solace in nature. So grateful for the read and feedback 
Gwen x

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Gwendoline

Absolutely 🥰 thank you for reading and leaving your words 
Gwen x

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Marion

Beautifully hopeful and written in a fabulous flow of loveliness Gwen...thanks for sharing this lovely piece of work xx

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Gwendoline

Thank you lovely 😊 am trying to squeeze something nice out of myself. So glad you liked it. I do love nature x 

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Jim "The Lad" ....

I had that pic first! lol! wonderful write Gwen!................................Jim

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Gwendoline

Oops hehe, well Jim you clearly have beautiful taste :) 
Many thanks for reading and leaving me your words. They are always truly welcome 🙏 x

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The fish of the sea

Such a fast and engaging read. Felt the cold wind in this one Gwen. I especially enjoyed your ryhmeing scheme, which is becoming a signature of your work. Just decided to check in a see what other poems you had on offer! Your friend Max 

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Gwendoline

Wow thanks Max for dropping by and reading an older post :) it is always so lovely to read your thoughts on my poems. Thank you for your perceptive thoughts on my structure and writing habits. I hadn’t realised myself, but yes I do seem to be forming a style. I hope you are keeping well my friend :) 

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