The Fire of Winter

The wind scorches the flesh...

Like fire.

White rain dampens the hair...

Sending tremors up the spine.

A blanket covers the ground...

But it’s frozen,

Granting no security.

Winter...

It spreads it’s flames

Destroying the greenery...

The outdoorsman's joy.

It rules the land

For months on end,

Trapping souls indoors,

Shivering at the concept

Of trudging through slush.

But alas,

It will end...

So we hope...

We wait

For the day

The sun demolishes

The icy fire.

Author's Note

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Reviews

[The Rock And Roll Cowbo..]

I use to live in Pennsylvania so I can relate to this… the start of winter is nice but after a while of extreme cold and staying indoors I get cabin fever and cannot wait to open the windows and doors and feel spring kiss my skin. Another beautifully penned poem.

[Briana O'Connor]

thank you for taking the time to read

[The Rock And Roll Cowboy(REBEL WITH A CAUSE)]

Was me pleasure.

[R Smith]

Yes I understand this feeling too well coming from England but I have just read your homage to summer and its good to cool off, I think of the three seasons so far this is my favourite you really get deep into the feeling of ice and snow, wind and rain and yes its bloody cold but are you really welcoming that boiling heat back you just demolished so effectively lol Its a case of we just cannot win in this world :)

[Briana O'Connor]

Dang skippy. I've never been to England or out of the country for that matter...unless you count Niagra Falls...actually I've hardly been out of the state :P But anywho I have heard that England has some pretty harsh Winters. And you are correct, some of just can't catch a break!

[R Smith]

I'm living in Cyprus now, just had 3 months of a 100 +f so i'm with you about summer lol

[R Smith]

sent you an invite to join poetry challenge by the way :)

[Briana O'Connor]

wowzers! we didn't get much of a summer this year, but our normal summers are around 100. I have a feeling summer is about to leave us for good though! I think I'd prefer summer over winter

[R Smith]

winter?? what's winter lol

[Briana O'Connor]

a horrible, selfish, destructive monster that likes to freeze brains and eat them like snow cones!

[R Smith]

yeah it gets cold here, about 60 or 70 f lol

[Briana O'Connor]

I'm going to play you a song on my miniature violin... :P

[R Smith]

haha I like that tune, play it again

[Briana O'Connor]

ok here it goes...

[R Smith]

hm I musta gone deaf :D

[TL Boehm]

Nicely done. Really like the last couple of lines - waiting for the day the sun demolishes the icy fire. - and the line trudging through slush. Well penned.

[Briana O'Connor]

thank you very much!

[Arrinae]

ITs quite true that sometimes the cold can burn worse than heat. Well done. Thanks for the share

[Briana O'Connor]

thank you for reading

[NoelHC]

"Winter is coming" Game of Thrones. It is inevitable, and we always dread its arrival. We also know the sun will come to burn it off. You described that well here.

[Briana O'Connor]

Thank you so much. I figured since I have a contest up about the four seasons I mise well write about them as well :D