I breathe softly
Listening to the sounds
The twisted crunch
Of salt beneath my shoes
The chirruping cry
Of a tiny bird
The haunting whisper
Of frozen branches
Rubbing against one another
I squint through lashes
Dusted a powdery white
As I stand on the
Hardened dirt
The wind nips at my ears
More a friend than foe
His silences engulfs me
As winter swirls around me
This is a really neat poem. I love your short lines and where you chose to divide them. I also love all the strong sensory details that you use to characterize winter. I can really feel what your talking about. Really cool!