Dreaming of Your Winter

Dreaming of Your Winter

A Poem by Anima Inspired
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Draw your own conclusions...

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I’m dreaming of your winter,
the naked trees, stripped bare
by her chilly breath,
the sky in tones of gray
gloom which seems to fall
heavy upon your shoulders.
 
I’m dreaming of your winter,
the way the snow and your pale skin,
seem to be born of the same sad tone,
and I shiver each time
I think of your dark eyes,
trapped in a world of white.
 
I’m dreaming of your winter,
and how brilliant it would be,
if I could bring to you the sunshine,
wrapped in a box, held tight,
by strings and brown paper,
if I could bring light to your winter…

© 2008 Anima Inspired


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Ooh, the last verse tickles me. =) "if I could bring to you the sunshine, wrapped in a box, held tight, by strings and brown paper" I like these lines the best. They seem so out of place in this poem, and I think that's why they belong so perfectly here. Stings and brown paper seems so simple yet it seems to shine brighter than diamonds in this poem. I think it's a nice touch.

Posted 13 Years Ago


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if i could bring you out of your sad gloomy nature to the bright one, but some people are just made like that ,very hard to bring them the sunshine they always dwell in their their chilly gloomy winter like in a barren cold dead land,where they will never leave for the touch of some sunshine,written wonderfully,great writing

Posted 13 Years Ago


I really enjoy reading such crafty wording and classic sentencing, you have a great way with words,
the images are colorful and well devised in a transporting way of focus, the heart is able to visualize

the wintery air passing through tree branches, the cold- brisk environment..the romantic aspect
draws the perfect balance of warmth and it ability to make the coldest days of Decemeber feel like

magic in a toasty, homely, peaceful way, at the same time seeing the shade of greys that color
the spirit..winter.. beautiful metaphors , the imaginative flow takes on a life of its own.
Take care, Mike

Posted 13 Years Ago


It convays to me a sense of death. A person who has lost someone they have loved, and wants to bring them back. It has such a sad feel to it.

Posted 13 Years Ago


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beautifully written piece here - reminding me of a friend I had once - all doom and gloom. I spent many a day and lots of my time trying to lighten her world; turned out, she didn't want to live in the light but preferred the darkness of winter. while I enjoy winter in moderation - I have no desire to dwell there indefinitely and was forced to cut the ties. a bittersweet write to me :-)

Posted 13 Years Ago


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WOW!!!:) This is such an awesome poem!!:) It completely blew me away! Your use of imagry is genius:)
Extremely inspiring!!!!:)

Posted 13 Years Ago


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See, this is why I try not to read your work until I am plumb out of inspiration. I got wintry chills as I read this wonderful work. You have a knack for compelling the reader to experience your august imagery. So much so that the experience goes beyond the mental and includes the physical!...the mark of a true poet. Now every other poem I read from here on out will be juxtaposed against the lumination of the feelings you have elicited within me.
A wonderful sensory experience. BRAVO.
The ending was a let down though...in a good way. :-)

Posted 13 Years Ago


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powerfully written and leaving ample room for thought..i rather enjoyed the dualities in this one

Posted 13 Years Ago


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I read this as someone wanting to help a friend with a drug problem but realize the person can only help themselves... your words are so powerful and grab me from beginning to end

Posted 13 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

Ooh, the last verse tickles me. =) "if I could bring to you the sunshine, wrapped in a box, held tight, by strings and brown paper" I like these lines the best. They seem so out of place in this poem, and I think that's why they belong so perfectly here. Stings and brown paper seems so simple yet it seems to shine brighter than diamonds in this poem. I think it's a nice touch.

Posted 13 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.


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