WITH EVERY BREATH I TAKE

A wintery nature write.

 

The songs of nature bathe the air

With windy snow-filled days.

The sound of leaves now silent lie

Beneath a frozen haze.

 

The eagles wing spans azure skies

In whispered echoes sweet,

And furry creatures scurry 'bout

To find some food to eat.

 

Old winter hides her secrets 'neath

The diamond spangled hills,

And sends a shiver up the spine

Of those who stand too still.

 

Yet in the cold and buried hush

Of morning by the lake,

I feel this moment's meant to be...

With every breath I take!

~~

 

Reviews

[Jamestown]

Wow, this piece is imagery filled! I was having a hay day in my little brain.
I always love your beautiful descriptions, your poetry has a way of calming
me and I love it! I just posted a piece called frozen hearts and I
think you will enjoy it, thanks for sharing and b-blessed!

[Miss Sharon]

Yes James, I did enjoy your post "Frozen Hearts" very much! You are quite good at that imagery thing too you know. Thanks for your nice comment and support of my writing! ~Sharon

[William S]

"Old winter hides her secrets 'neath

The diamond spangled hills,

And sends a shiver up the spine

Of those who stand too still". My steps will always be quicker when the snow flies.Your wintry poem
has struck home,Ms Sharon.We just received another blanket of snow...shine on my friend,William AKA Bubby

[Miss Sharon]

Thank you so much Sir Bubby! It's good to see you here my good friend. ~Sharon