The Window

Droplets rest on steamy panes

To view people without names

Stark, cold colours from nature's hand

Numb plants and trees across the land

A blanket of sky that gives no warmth

To the shivering bodies forming swarms

Needling their way so hurriedly

Who vanish from frame. Quietly.

Author's Note

Thanks for reading and commenting:)

Reviews

[KTizzle]

I like this a lot. I like it because I feel like it puts me on a train or well anywhere near a window. Also reminds me why I like sitting near a window.

[ApDunamis]

This entire poem reminds me of rainy days in spring.

[Kelly Scheppers]

...love the lyrical flow. The window deserves an ode...nicely done, Sadie!

[Sadie]

So kind, thanks:)

[Cyprian Van Dyke]

Enjoyed the rhymes and the flow of the poem. Great work! :)

[Sadie]

Thanks so much:)

[Cyprian Van Dyke]

You're most welcome :)

[Fly]

Thank you friend for read message. Your poem is very nice.

[Sadie]

Thank you, Dre, for your kind words:)

[LylaCrystal]

As beautiful as the other poems. I love the way they're all written.

[Sadie]

What a truly lovely thing to say! Thank you so much:)

[Chris A Jones]

Beautifully written. Thanks for sharing.

[Sadie]

That's so kind. Thank you, Chris:)

[Jay]

Dear Sadie,
I really liked the lines....
a blanket of sky that gives no warmth

[Sadie]

Thanks so much, Jay. That's my favourite line, too:)

[Jay]

I am new here. Have a great eve