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The Hollow of God's Palm, a Poem

Updated on May 31, 2016

God's Palm

Light does not enter

in to the hollow

of God's hand,

the rain and cold came,

unceasing,

what Summer ever meant

did not come here.

a handful of days-

early on, forgotten,

already, bells chime no more,

only fireweed climbs on-

inexorable, too soon,

warning the lusty braggart,

snow comes unawares.

the wise give up hope

of warmer days...

they are far past now.

Gather your foolish rags-

Winter enters in

to our bones.

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      Lillian K. Staats 4 years ago from Wasilla, Alaska

      Thank you!

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      Jose Velasquez 4 years ago from Lodi, New Jersey

      This is kind of hopeless and bleak. I don't think I could live in such a world. Everyone needs a little sunshine in their life.

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      Lillian K. Staats 4 years ago from Wasilla, Alaska

      Dude, welcome to Alaska. lily

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      Brenda Barnes 4 years ago from America-Broken But Still Beautiful

      No matter the abbreviated summers and merciless winters I know your Alaska to be more than beautiful. Indeed light never enters God's hand. There is no need for He sources it from within. You are my beautiful friend and I love you. H

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      Lillian K. Staats 4 years ago from Wasilla, Alaska

      I think you understood this one perfectly Hy, I'm not sad, just in awe of God's power, and it's sunny today! lily

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      Nell Rose 4 years ago from England

      Hi lily, we have had nothing but rain this summer, so I totally understand! I love your poem, and as Hyphenbird said you live in such a lovely country, I have seen the photos on google, just being nosy! lol! and its glorious, wonderful hub as always, nell

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      Clark Cook 4 years ago from Rural BC (Canada) & N of Puerto Vallarta (Mexico)

      An excellent "experiential" poem, a crystallization of the dominance of the seasons in the North. Very difficult for a reader who has not experienced the wonder of brief warmth and the beauty as well as the struggle of coping with long winter, to fully tune-in here. So, though I sympathize with Phillydreamer's reticence, as a fellow-Northerner I think you nailed it.

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