Tiger Riding for Beginners

Traveling Poet Philosopher & Occasional Wiseacre

POEM: False Frost

Posted on April 3, 2017 by B Gourley

A trick of the light

Turns leaves pallid and frosty

Under dusky skies

[National Poetry Month: Poem 3]

5 thoughts on “POEM: False Frost”

noorainsobiya on April 4, 2017 at 12:55 am said:

How do you come up, with this?? Beautiful 👍🏻👍🏻

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- B Gourley on April 4, 2017 at 9:44 am said:
  
  Thanks. Just sitting on the balcony and looked up. The leaves looked like they were frost covered. But South India knows no frost.
  
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  - noorainsobiya on April 4, 2017 at 1:06 pm said:
    
    It sure doesn’t 😅😂
    
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Akshay Iyer on April 4, 2017 at 11:12 am said:

Good one !!

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- B Gourley on April 4, 2017 at 11:33 am said:
  
  Thanks
  
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