I WAS WINTER...

I was winter to be read in a whisper

 

I was blue winter      

crystal, dormant splintered…

You were blushing spring     

budding, flowering beginnings…

My heart encased

in frosted wintertide replaced

by your golden ride

your fertile, thriving springtide…

Cold sleep, white spell

apple orchard scents now swell…

Misting breath now warm

your untamed hands a living storm…

Lilting clouds kiss

the hills like angel wings amiss…

Passionate desire

rising within me like sunfire…

I was winter…

 

Reviews

[Lizanne]

Whispered all the way through this and it is magnificent. You write so the imagery brings the emotions with it. The feeling of cold, then its dormency, the slow beginning of Spring's warmth and the magical infusion of feelings that her gentle touch begins to bring to the earth and the approval the sky gives in the beautiful artistry of clean bright colors and images for the newly arrived below. Life's plate had been wiped clean and she has now arrived to renew once again the bounties of life. Upon arrival, she kissed winter goodnight and succumbing to her charms, he melts into the earth to add the much needed moisture of his purifying love to fertilize Springs new eggs of life. Of course only my thoughts on this beatiful piece of artistic writing. Your magic pen created desire for the seasons and gave birth to another masterpiece by you. Great job!

[Brianna Brie]

This is such an awesome write!! I loved every word and it flows so beautifully! Absolutely wonderful and magic...

[Tiffany]

Very nice piece. I love the last line, for me it brought the poem out of the realm of common into a place of powerful meaning. Lovely. t.

[Seriana]

Craig,
I don't even know what to say...your writing has taken on a whole new meaning, an entirely fresh beginning. I can't put my finger to it, but it's brilliant. I really, REALLY love this one. The last line is most definitely the kicker. Flawlessly done my friend, flawlessly. Bravo!

[We are young.]

awww such sweet sensual words. Amazing, you write poems with such ease, the words seem to just flow like they were meant to be put together.

[TamiViolet]

Another beautiful piece, Craig. Imagery is amazing....'apple orchard scents now swell'....love that! I agree that it just takes that one person to make us melt. I could read this everyday and never become tired of reading. It is truly wonderful from the very first whisper to the last. And what a 'golden ride it was'....full of intensity, passion and hope....for we all long for those 'budding, flowery beginnings'.....

[Michael X]

wow, craig, this gave me a sudden chill as the passion overflows and the words draw an automatic responce of a whisper, and you've excelled above and beyond the metaphor and imagery that sets the heart adrift,
this is no less than a real masterpiece my friend, I simply loved it, great job!

[Vesa Lee]

Speechless again Mr. Froman...*smile*
Just the thought of these words being whispered into my ear makes me shiver with delight.
Beautiful, wonderful.

[Georgia Gypsy]

So beautiful. I always love how color, scent, texture, and presence flows through your poetry...you are a master at tickling all the senses....something we all strive for, but you acheive..
great imagry!

[cest la vie]

Misting breath now warm
your untamed hands a living storm�

I re-read these particular lines over and over and smiled broader each time. This is a simply beautiful poem. winter, breath, love,passion rising.. Makes me want to fall in love in the winter so my lover can melt me.. Goodness, what a lovely piece. Again...

[The Rock And Roll Cowbo..]

That was brilliant and beautiful... using the season for feeling within the heart... it only takes one special individual to melt those icicles on the heart. Your work as always in warm and gentle.