Winter Mornings

This poem is about how my special time of the day specifically takes place early on a winter morning.

Winter Mornings

 

Snow is good for the soul.

It’s funny, how I feel the most warm when it’s cold.

The scenery over looks miles of frosted pine trees.

The only glimpse of pure beauty I get back here.

For a short moment, in my morning solace, I find peace.

To reset my mind in being positive.

Giving myself proper feeding to help my spirit, mind and body

grow.

My humble place, abode.

Why stop there?

The rise of the sun barely glistens as the snow starts to blow.

It is like a big white blanket that covers the whole city.

The snow fall has stopped.

What a winter wonderland we will walk.

Lights across the city are abundant and bright.

Oh winter morning,

you have been on my mind and I could squeeze you

so tight.

Sweetened earl grey tea I sip in my cup,

as I watch perfect snowflakes fall on my window.

The wonders I see out there.

Eyes, innocent and wild, this morning feels so simple.

But this morning seeps in and slowly fades to night.

The A.M. is coming again,

It will wake me with warm embrace.

Only in the A.M.,

do I see the real beauty upon my face.

E.S.

Author's Note

ignore grammar, I realize it is not perfect just trying to get some of my work out there.

Reviews

[hcarson]

I think you have done a good job on this.. I loved the vision of pine trees stretching for miles, covered in snow while you (me) looked on, with your earl grey tea (coffee for me), and the rest of the world still slept....loved it full marks and subscription to your work if u don't mind :)

[Emily Sutliff]

Thank you so much that means a lot and I do not mind at all :)

[JC]

You captured the serenity of winter here, how quiet it can be, how relaxing even when there is a storm... I find myself most comforted when coming in from a blizzard! Lovely piece.

[Emily Sutliff]

Thank you very much :)

[EyesFullOfHope]

It's beautiful. Your words paint a picture in front of my eyes. :)

[Emily Sutliff]

Thank you so much :)

[ANTO]

This feels how a cup of Earl Grey must feel going down. The sunrise is a magical time of renewal and rebirth (if you want it to be).
The only thing I would criticise is the use of the simile 'big white blanket' to describe the snow. I think it's a trope that's been done to death and I think you could come up with something more original and avant garde.

[Emily Sutliff]

Thank you for your helpful tip I will definitely look into coming up with something more original :) Got any ideas?

[ANTO]

It doesn't have to be changed. I'm just suggesting that when you have applied a simile that maybe you might stop and say - How many times have I heard that before in other's writings - it might surprise you what you come up with. Not all of them will work of course but the fun will be in the trying.

[ANTO]

damn, you put me on the spot lol
hmmm - how about a shimmering veil ?

[Coyote Poetry]

I liked how you used the language. Gentle flow brought to life places and thoughts.
"Sweetened earl grey tea I sip in my cup,
as I watch perfect snowflakes fall on my window.
The wonders I see out there.
Eyes, innocent and wild, this morning feels so simple."
I liked the above lines. Good to see the world with hopeful eyes. Thank you for sharing the excellent poetry.
Coyote

[Emily Sutliff]

Thank you very much I hope to continue to write things with hopeful eyes as I continue to travel and write from wherever I land. I appreciate your poetry as well :)

[Coyote Poetry]

We must write what we see and what we appreciate. You are welcome.