Autumn to Wintertide

Autumn to Wintertide

A Poem by Simba

Orient sky’s laced in blue
stubborn leaves hang to their mothers
blankets of frost illuminate
cold icy particles fill the air
I can no longer breathe
heavier and heavier my pulse is rising
taking it in my stride
fists clenched tightly
Icicles stem from my cold hollow eyes
wrapped up tightly
Autumn to Wintertide

© 2018 Simba

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A very beautiful write, enjoyed this

Posted 1 Year Ago

Beautiful and somber. Elegant words. Fantastic imagery. Small in quantity but a masterpiece

Posted 1 Year Ago

Eloquent, beautifully written poem. Lovely flow, language and stark imagery. I felt the bleakness and harshness of winter in your words. “Icicles stem from my cold, hollow eyes”- superb line. I actually felt cold reading this. Well-done!

Posted 1 Year Ago


1 Year Ago

Thankyou your words are a great encouragement

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3 Reviews
Added on January 2, 2018
Last Updated on January 2, 2018
Tags: Winter, seasons



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