Poem -
SPITTING OUT SHADOWS
The mountains gather
Reaching inexplicably
Imposing their presence
Eating up day
Spitting out shadows
Calling in light
Forking the clouds
Tossing them on
Black crows freewheel
A warning in song
The mountains gather
The night won't wait long
MP 21/10/21
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Wonderful poem
I like the line
Black Crowes freewheel
Greg...thankyou ❤
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My word, I do hereby declare that I have no reservation whatsoever in awarding these words in their entirety a pin, five stars and my fullest of likes .. the latter being something of an understatement .. and the same marks if possible for the incredibly clever and fitting title ... Neville x
Thankyou my friend X
How could I not be drawn to this poem with a title like that? And the lines I picked out are just pure poetry perfection x
And I think you are very kind...and I like it 😊😁💕