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Tinker

Shifting Sands

Shifting can be subtle,
         at first unnoticed.
Shifting from the freeze
         to the thaw, warming sun.
Shifting from grey
         to golden, prisms of light.
Shifting from barren limbs
         to cherry blossoms, poetry.
Shifting from dying
         to new life, a miracle.

                     Seasons shift,
                from one to another.

         Winter, Spring, Summer, Fall,
                   come full circle
shifting over and over and over,
                   through centuries.

         I'm in my winter years,
                   would that I could,
shift to Spring and on . . . . . .
                   ~~Judi Van Gorder

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David W. Parsley

Tink, when you figure out that particular trick, would you mind noting here how to do it?  In the meantime thanks for the treatment in anaphorics!

 - Dave

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Tinker

?   Nice seeing you posting David.

~~Tink

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tonyv

I always love repetition. It's one of my favorite devices.

Terrific thread: shifting sands, shifting season, life. I really love I'm in my winter years and would that I could.

Tony

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