Kings Without Crowns Poem by Chris Embrick

Kings Without Crowns

Rating: 5.0


Between Autumn and Winter's breeze
Naked 'till Spring the forest trees
Brittle and dry the fallen leaves
Russet on the ground
Stately and gray, majestic these
Kings without crowns.

Tuesday, November 21, 2017
Topic(s) of this poem: nature,tree,winter
COMMENTS OF THE POEM
Kumarmani Mahakul 24 November 2017

Between Autumn and Winter's breeze brilliantly you talk about spring trees. Majestic Kings without crowns sing and dance in natural appearance. A great imagery is drawn here is excellent...10

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Bernard F. Asuncion 21 November 2017

Such a profound poem, Chris....

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Lamar Cole 21 November 2017

This is a very nice poem about kings without crowns.

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Chris Embrick

Chris Embrick

Commerce, Georgia
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