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From: Springfield, Louisiana
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Real Name: Larry D. Jennings
Writer of: Poetry & Prose
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Colors
As Winter bares her crystal claws, which hang like daggers from the eaves, I dress in layered wool because I know her chilling breath deceives with promises. Her silvered cowl envelopes all the world around my neighborhood. Cold winds may howl but they are just an empty sound made by a season on the verge of death. New buds appear on trees and soon they will begin to purge that pallid face. Spring will appease with all the colors God has made and heal our eyes with crowns of jade.
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When power leads man toward arrogance, poetry reminds him of his limitations. When power narrows the areas of man's concern, poetry reminds him of the richness and diversity of his existence. When power corrupts, poetry cleanses.
John Fitzgerald Kennedy
Kindness is a seed sown by the gentlest hand, growing care's flowers.
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Real Name: Daniel J Ricketts, Sr.
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Beautiful and well-constructed winter contemplation, Larry. I love sonnets in tetrameter, and you've done them a service.