'Icicle'A Poem by Will NeillA winters poem' Icicle' A winters Poem by Will Neill
Silently Growing Clear soft Water Antique rain from frozen clouds Clinging unevenly from every height Glass fingers dripping slowly Alive by darkness grace, comes the morning Sunlight's Kiss, delicately melts a winters face
Will Neill 2013 © 2013 Will NeillAuthor's Note
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StatsAuthorWill Neillbelfast, United KingdomAboutWill Neill is an award winning Irish author, poet and amateur musician; Born in Belfast in the late fifties. Will has established himself as a prolific writer all over the world for both his prose and.. more..Writing
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