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WINTER’S WHISTLES (THE COMPOUND WORD VERSE)

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Winter’s whistles are skins’ wrinkle

Their cold strolls do make skins wrinkle

Like caked-mud

II

They choose their lives’ early mornings

To sound their scary cold warnings

With body-marks

III

Waters rest from stinking bodies

Harsh sprays cry on shivering bodies

Like hard-cores

IV

When the sun appears, bodies dance

Welcoming like mother in dance

With headman

V

Winter’s wrinkles shrivelled dribble

Send us not into a dribble

Like footballs

Amoafowaa Sefa Cecilia (c) 2014

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Just a simple Ghanaian trying to find the best in our society. I may be fun, I may be interesting, I may be funny, I may even be foolish or intelligent, but it is all based on the mood in which you find yourself. I believe our minds make us who we are. Know that, pain, no matter its 'unbearability', is transient. Unburden or delight yourself for a while in my writings please. And all corrections, advice and opinions are welcome. Know that you are the king, queen or royal on this blog. :)

8 replies on “WINTER’S WHISTLES (THE COMPOUND WORD VERSE)”

Describes winter’s effects on skin perfectly. My skin gets dry cracked and peeling until late March when spring returns. Starting November I’m slathering on all types of oils, cocoa and Shea butters, lotions, Vaseline, etc….. I wish I could move to Florida, Arizona or New Mexico then come back to New York the first week in April!! 🙂

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