Killing Frost Poem by Sandra Fowler

Sandra this poem has just captured my heart the love of nature goes far beyond these beautiful words that you describe in this timeless poem, cheers Sylvie

Your poems are always lovely and so often have a sweet sense of sadness, which is the poetry I love the best.

The rhyming of the poem is excellent. The metaphor and simile speak volume of the poet's talent to bring out her inner feelings into the surface thro' her own style of presentation to the reading pleasure of the poetry world. She deserves all the praise for this.

Excellent Sandra! the trembling of a leaf on the tin roof like a heart-beat? Oh! what a marvelous picture you have drawn.

So true how as the seasons we change in time, a beautiful piece Love Duncan X

Hello, Sandra, Only similar optimism it is possible will make murder of a sincere frost.... 10.... Best wishes, Tsira

You mix your ingredients (color, sound and texture) with the finesse of a cordon bleu chef. You stir them with a compassionate spoon, bake them for just the right amount of time, then present them with an artist's eye. Your poetry traces similar themes, and yet each poem is startlingly unique - like this one. love, Allie ♥ ♥ ♥ ♥

Sandra, your word usage is absolutely intoxicating. This is a remarkable poem, with a very striking title, 'Killing Fost'. I truly enjoyed the read and looking forward to more and more. Melvina

Sandra, Your work always expands for me the borders of my very limited understanding of so many things, most especially the power - the incredible power - of love. Bill Grace

yes it is that old frost is what does it. fall is beautiful with all those colors, then comes frost and kills it. a very well put together piece of wonderful poetry.