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Compartment 114
Compartment 114
Season of love

Season of love

A Poem by willweb

~

Cranberry kisses
neath mistletoe dreams
Fireside whispers
with soft in-betweens
Icicle shimmers,
such wonders to see
This winter evening
alone you and me
 ~
Evergreen shadows
a' dance on the lawn
Far away wishes,
the chill of the dawn
Snow flurry tickles,
the moon up above
You in my arms
in this season of love

~

© 2023 willweb


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A beautiful and wonderful poem shared Will. We need cranberries kisses. Thank you for sharing the amazing and wonderful Christmas poetry.
Coyote

Posted 4 Months Ago


Again your poetic images combine with the tone of new love, or be it old that feels new. Another good write Will

Posted 4 Months Ago


this poem was enchanting to read.
loved the imagery created with each line.
{what a magical season indeed.}

Posted 4 Months Ago


willweb

4 Months Ago

Thank you so much.
Beautiful lines. Enjoyed reading 👍

Posted 4 Months Ago


willweb

4 Months Ago

Thank you so very much.
Sweetening melody, wonderfully woven. Like a hazy Weatern dream of the season, one can see hearts blossoming, while secrets once kept, are now being opened. A wholesome and tender poem, Leon'd adore it. I'll be sure to share it with my friends. Thank you for sharing, excellent writer.

- Dan Rastley.

Posted 4 Months Ago


willweb

4 Months Ago

Thanks Dan, I appreciate it.
Beautiful Will .... lovely warm thoughts for someone special ..

Posted 4 Months Ago


willweb

4 Months Ago

Thank you so much Stella.
Stella Armour

4 Months Ago

always welcome Will :)
I remember when I was much younger...and how much Christmas meant when I was with a loved one.

cuddling or holding hands as the snowflakes touched our shoulders and came between our lips when we kissed.
j.

Posted 4 Months Ago


willweb

4 Months Ago

I think those days can still find us Jacob, maybe when we least expect them to. Thanks so much
Yes winter is the season of love... statistically speaking I believe more babies are conceived from love during winter than an other season.... okay! you poem reflects the part that goes into baby-making..... and your soft words fit perfectly together in this beautiful write.
Warmly, B

Posted 4 Months Ago


willweb

4 Months Ago

Thanks so very much Betty. Glad you stopped by.
Betty Hermelee

4 Months Ago

Of course, my pleasure Will!
Happy New Year!
Warmly, B

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willweb

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Hi, I am willweb. Maybe you remember me and maybe you don't. I have been writing here on and off for years. I pop in and write and read and comment and make friends and learn new things. I enjoy maki.. more..

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