Across the Lake

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    Across the Lake
    Ice and snow obliged to stay
    Long winter months and shortened days
    Cold winds bite the naked trees
    Clattering language of ancient branches
    Keep their secrets safe from me
    Watching from across the lake
    I see the changes taking place
    Sun crawling higher in the sky
    Spring returns day by day
    I smile and watch the melting snow
    And when March winds begin to blow
    Water begins to dance with delight
    Breaking down winter's icy door
    Pushing its way to the sleeping shore
    Awake, awake you blades of grass
    I see a patch of green from across the lake.

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    GentleT commented on Across the Lake

    07-30-2009

    I feel the intensity of waiting for spring and the joyful heart when the signs appear that spring is near. I like your descriptions throughout the poem. The idea of the sound the branches make in the wind is as some unknown language is brilliant.
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    StandingBear commented on Across the Lake

    07-29-2009

    A well written, beautiful work you've created. Great write.
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    Poetry is when an emotion has found its thought and the thought has found words.

    Robert Frost (1875-1963) American Poet.

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