This is a collection of the poetry of Troy Camplin. As each poem is always a work in progress, comments and criticisms will be taken into consideration, and changes, perhaps, made.
Monday, November 14, 2011
Relief
Is that a crocus peeking through the snow? The winter melts away around the bloom Of tender promise in light indigo. I'm thankful for the disappearing gloom.
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