Sonnet, Green Hollow Dale (In Winter) Poem by Peter S. Quinn

Sonnet, Green Hollow Dale (In Winter)



The green hollow dale’s in slumbering mood
Of flowers catching glow of new sunshine
In dreams of summer flowing in its fine
Of days going by in their intermit elude
Yesterday's winter of barren trees nude
Shivering in wind of its frosty intrude
Stretching the barriers through the sky deep line
To openness of futures lime and brine
That comes like silver to be multitude

Dreams in the quivering warm from the cold
Into earth breast that still lies here sleeping
Nothing for long this liveliness can hold
It from spreading jade and thus beauty keeping
All that's emerald is still though in its hold
But soon with new spring it starts to unfold

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