naked
stripped bare by a gust of mocking wind
tree branches tremble
in complaint
Nature
responds
to creak-cracking pleas
fills her storehouse clouds
with
empathetic
frigid
tears
She
beckons the wind
with
thick
smoke
signals
wind
sighs
puffs
whispers
dies
then, observing
those pathetic, quaking, naked limbs shaking
blows
a sympathetic gale
snow
falls
covers limbs with frosty blankets
and
blankets roots under thick cover
until
wind,
tired of stillness,
decides to stir Nature’s pot
with
a
hot
air
whirling
melting
mock
~
Words and Photography ©2017 Tanya Cliff ~ to contact me
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Thank you, Keith!😊
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Brrr, I’m feeling a wee bit cold after reading your words, my colourful Mexican blanket is calling me!
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Haha…Thank you! Keep warm, my friend!
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Thank you for the share!
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Wow. Brilliantly written.
XxX
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Thank you so much, Patty! (I am working hard on the next book for you.)😊😘
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Good! Would be a fantastic Christmas gift 😉
O and I also wrote short reviews at Amazon.
So, keep on writing dear Tanya. Big hug, XxX
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Thank you! That means a lot to me. Those reviews make a difference. I will keep you posted on the third book, but that is my goal!😊😘
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Thank you for the share!😊
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Written with much creativity🙂
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Thank you! I am glad you thought so.😊
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