Bleeding Beauty

Cardinals in winter... how they make the barren bones of the trees look as if they are bleeding beauty...

Author's Note

Please consider adding a line to winter's poem, and I'll weave your words into the tapestry.

Reviews

[Kenneth The Poet]

Wow...this is the best bit of prose I've read in a while.

And while the beauty bleeds, the cuts heal as the hemoglobin flies away

[An owl on the moon]

Thank you my good friend! I appreciate your poetic thoughts and your encouragement as well.

[Kenneth The Poet]

Not a problem.

[Giulia King]

This is a beautiful perspective! I have brain freeze right now lol. I'll get back to you once I have a line :)

[An owl on the moon]

Ah, dear poet no worries! Looking forward to your winter whispers. :)

[Ardra]

Just like a barren soul filled with hopes of a better future...
A call for change of season...

A haunting memory of something beautiful....
A bleeding beauty lost in time....

[An owl on the moon]

Such wondrous words, such rich wintering thoughts to flow a sweet fire into the winter's chill. Thank you so much dear poet.