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Frosty The Snowman
Stark bitter cold windblown emptiness chilly smile, a child's facade a carrot that never breathed branching arms never to hold the warmth of summer every winter he watches from blackened eyes of stone abuse from another life seasonal thoughts of Remembrance haunting echoes from long ago his suit made from frozen tears Night has fallen and as the world sleeps he dreams of a heart a compassionate embrace sadly he weeps for the sun has shown...... |
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We think we are helping him, wrapping a scarf around his head. We really know nothing about his culture. Trying to make him into our fit.
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Happy holidays, Huck.
This is great! Seriously. I love making snowmen and now you've made me feel guilty. THAT is good writing. |
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You have bred life into this snowman, you have given him a heart and emotions, such great imagery.
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Two words... LOVE IT! Good writing.
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Edited by
kc0003
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Sun 12/27/09 01:15 PM
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nicely done...
"his suit made from frozen tears..." great line. this fits more than just the men made of "snow" |
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 To the iceman,,,,,as the water flows..good read.
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I will never look at a snowman the same....
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one thing I like about your writing, you reach and when you do you connect whatever type of poem you strive for
peace |
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