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Frozen Spring

a poem

By Talia MeadowsPublished 4 years ago Updated 4 years ago 1 min read
Photo by Robert Thiemann on Unsplash

No one is sleeping in this world.

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Snow heavy on pine needles

No one is sleeping in this world.

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We have come a long way

Snow heavy on pine needles

No one is sleeping in this world.

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The iron kettle sings

We have come a long way

Snow heavy on pine needles

No one is sleeping in this world.

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I know there is someone

The iron kettle sings

We have come a long way

Snow heavy on pine needles

No one is sleeping in this world.

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The underground union between us

I know there is someone

The iron kettle sings

We have come a long way

Snow heavy on pine needles

No one is sleeping in this world.

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I remember now

The underground union between us

I know there is someone

The iron kettle sings

We have come a long way

Snow heavy on pine needles

No one is sleeping in this world.

sad poetry

About the Creator

Talia Meadows

MA in Theological Studies, MA in Depth Psychology, and an MS in CIS. Living on our Highland cattle ranch in Colorado, I am inspired by the land and animals.

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Outstanding

Excellent work. Looking forward to reading more!

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    The story invoked strong personal emotions

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  • Cathy holmes3 years ago

    very nicely done.

  • Heather Hubler3 years ago

    That format worked so well for your poem. I loved how each line kept building on the next so effortlessly. Wonderful work :)

  • C. H. Richard3 years ago

    Love the format and the buildup to the end. Beautiful! Hearted and subscribed

  • Gina C.3 years ago

    Gorgeous poem; love the repetition of “the iron kettle sings.”

  • Beautiful words

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