Winter Night

Winter Night

A Poem by George Coombs
"

Another venture out into the night

"

Winter Night


slow footfalls here where

cold penetrates as a

desperate question...

good to be alone

with the street

welcoming winter dark...

moon glows soft

above quiet houses...

street strewn with leaves

frail as creation where

seasons move in

an endless circle...


George Coombs


© 2017 George Coombs



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How nice it is to walk at night and be at peace with the world; to see the lights in stranger's houses and wonder who they are and what their joys and sorrows encompass; to view street lamps as Dante' did Virgil, leading us through the maze of shadows one halo at a time. I enjoyed this.

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George Coombs

1 Month Ago

Thankyou very much fabian, its good to hear from you
Fabian G. Franklin

1 Month Ago

My pleasure indeed. I enjoyed my visit.



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How nice it is to walk at night and be at peace with the world; to see the lights in stranger's houses and wonder who they are and what their joys and sorrows encompass; to view street lamps as Dante' did Virgil, leading us through the maze of shadows one halo at a time. I enjoyed this.

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George Coombs

1 Month Ago

Thankyou very much fabian, its good to hear from you
Fabian G. Franklin

1 Month Ago

My pleasure indeed. I enjoyed my visit.
This took me to a place I haven't been since I was a child. Powerful imagery.

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George Coombs

1 Month Ago

Thankyou Zyphri
An easy and peaceful read. I love the way you describe a serine scenario such as a dark cold street in beautiful language instead of cold and hard. Great read, cheers my friend!

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George Coombs

1 Month Ago

Thankyou so much Karen,
Karen Redburn

1 Month Ago

You're, most welcome my friends!
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The crispness of solitude enjoyed on a winter's stroll - brilliant poetical interpretation - bravo and season's greetings :-)

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George Coombs

1 Month Ago

Thankyou Phill, seasons greetings to you also
Yes! so good to be alone like this, to feel the quietude, let it penetrate through our whole senses... while the nature speaking, deeply, wisely magically... "the cold has a voice... it talks to me!"... simple few gentle images, yet completely Splendid! Thank You*

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George Coombs

1 Month Ago

Thankyou Light, its good to hear from you
Light

1 Month Ago

You are welcome :)
Beautiful, beautiful! Excellently and gracefully written poem with superb imagery and simile- “cold penetrates as a desperate question”- brilliant line. Winter comes blowing bleakly in as a bleak part of “an endless circle” of seasons. And we, as mortals, watch.... Perfect poem!

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George Coombs

1 Month Ago

Thankyou so much Annette,
Annette Pisano Higley

1 Month Ago

You’re welcome George and I wish you a wonderful Christmas!
George Coombs

1 Month Ago

And you and yours Annette
Good read!- I'm from Tunbridge Wells!- used to love getting down to Brighton!

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George Coombs

1 Month Ago

Thanks Alistair, good to hear rom you

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George Coombs
George Coombs

Brighton and Hove, Southern, United Kingdom



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I am a retired lecturer from Hove in Southrn England. I write poetry, stories, essays and also draw and paint more..

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