The Sky and the Roses

The Little Watson Girl's Dreams on Paper

Winter September 30, 2009

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


One Response to “Winter”

  1. mekame31 Says:

    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!

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