SILVER-LIGHTA Poem by Bill Grimke-DraytonAn exuberant response to life's pleasures and beautyA sun cuts through silver-light dust in free-fall, moves in and out like a sprite, enjoying playful laughter with dancing.
As the woodland canopy drips honey and water onto autumn leaves, fluttering, cavorting, entwined together into a silken network, to tumble wantonly into the receptive bosom of the vibrant earth. © 2015 Bill Grimke-Drayton |
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Added on October 13, 2015 Last Updated on October 23, 2015 AuthorBill Grimke-DraytonNantwich, Cheshire, United KingdomAboutI was with WritersCafe before, and found the site again. I have completely rewritten the information about myself. So much has happened in the last few years. Firstly and most importantly of all I ca.. more..Writing
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