Winter winter

 

Winter

Bowing trees and feet touching winter

 She had a walk with her heart;

 

“It is so tough to decide.

It is a swim through cold sun.”

She uttered about love.

 

The wind passed by her unkempt hair

Rustles heard .

One holiday car passed by her

With a few inquisitive boys.

World’s prolific creativity of love

Is all around .

“Yet, at this age love is hardly found.”

 

Her walk took her past

The great tree with a green ivy, ambitious.

 Winter was the body of the tree,

Clouds were its salve on thorny crown.

The wind cannot say: choose me!

The winter cannot.

 

Only the ivy,

She smiled

She returned

            To her 60 plus -old friend.

 

Reviews

[angelina neves]

very beautiful! Lovely!
(But, i must tell you that i don't agree with the ~ "Yet, at this age love is hardly found."~ as love is always all around you and it is always "difficult to find" in ALL seasons of life! :) it always depends on what you are "looking for" and what you think about "love" and there are sooooooooooo many different forms of giving and receiving love from all the other people!)
A lovely sunday to you
angi

[Indigo Black]

You have a great knack for poetry that has a lot of feeling in it.

[TL Boehm]

a beautiful eloquent poem that could melt the deepest frost.