I like your moon, silent and wise. Lovely evocative poem, the beauty of winter, with sounds and cloud details. LikeLike Reply
Your poem is a sensory treat, Mary Lee. I love the sound of ‘tickled porch chimes’. 🙂 LikeLike Reply
I love how the wind “tickles” the wind chimes. Ah, I can use a moment of calm in this crazy last day before break. LikeLike Reply
Mary Lee, I have chimes on my front porch too. I love your image of rustling wind that tickles porch chimes. I hope you have a very Merry Christmas! LikeLike Reply
Wonderful! I’m watching the moon every night – full tomorrow! Happy Christmas, Mary Lee! LikeLike Reply
This is such a good December poem. As the others are saying, I can picture all of it. We have a great moon tonight! LikeLike Reply
Rhyme as delicious as snowflakes on my tongue. Brilliant stanzas hat tip to the month. LikeLike Reply
Love that winking moon in there, and I feel that rustling wind swooping down and out of your poem… thanks Mary Lee! LikeLike Reply
I believe we now own similar wind chimes! Such a simple moment of deep experience, “wink of moon” yes. LikeLike Reply
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I like your moon, silent and wise. Lovely evocative poem, the beauty of winter, with sounds and cloud details.
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Your poem is a sensory treat, Mary Lee. I love the sound of ‘tickled porch chimes’. 🙂
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I love how the wind “tickles” the wind chimes. Ah, I can use a moment of calm in this crazy last day before break.
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Beautiful poem, Mary Lee! Perfection.
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Mary Lee, I have chimes on my front porch too. I love your image of rustling wind that tickles porch chimes. I hope you have a very Merry Christmas!
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Wonderful! I’m watching the moon every night – full tomorrow! Happy Christmas, Mary Lee!
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Lovely… I can see it clearly. Thanks for this, and have a Merry Christmas!
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This is such a good December poem. As the others are saying, I can picture all of it. We have a great moon tonight!
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Rhyme as delicious as snowflakes on my tongue. Brilliant stanzas hat tip to the month.
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Love that winking moon in there, and I feel that rustling wind swooping down and out of your poem… thanks Mary Lee!
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I believe we now own similar wind chimes! Such a simple moment of deep experience, “wink of moon” yes.
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