Sense

The essence of you
Distilled
Waifs through the air
Carried on a silent breeze
You murmur sweet nothings
In my ear
As you run light fingers
Over my salty skin
While we watch the sun rise

Burn ' s Night

The snow lay crisp as angel's hair.
As dawn awoke the world lay cold and bare
Was ever there a sight so rare?
What light! The sun! The glow!
Take flight and watch the path with care,
Or sit and watch the show!

Robert Burn is a celebrated Scottish poet. His poem are generally written in 6 line stanzas in an aaabab rhyme scheme, with the a lines written in tetrameter and the b lines in diameter. This was my little contribution today. I picked snow since the East Coast of the United States in currently Under Snowpoxalyse 2015.

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Instructions

Instructions

While patience sits in the kindest hearts

Deeper feelings flower

If left unaltered vengeances blooms

For time inevitably alters

So watch your heart and gird your loins

For children need strict raising

If needs come first, then needs outweigh

And children don’t need praising

Keep them close, don’t spoil the flower

If time has taught us naught,

‘Tis that we must the rod employ

Or pain will soon be wrought

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Alone again naturally

Away my dearest
I can not see
The night is almost gone
If it is not seen
It does not exist
Or so I'm lead to believe
So if I do not
Watch you depart
You'll still be here with me
The rising sun
Reveals the truth
Alone again naturally