Winter

unfinished.

A lost feather

from an angels wing?

a glittery, sad, beautiful thing.

Cold, like memories

left to die.

an intricate wish and a lovers sigh.

Falling from heaven

and gracing the earth.

snowflakes all die, with childlike mirth.

winter has come

with violence and grace.

burning your skin and kissing your face.

Reviews

[Trevor Barnett]

The emotions feel real in this poem, and is very soft like a feather floating down. Awesome write!

[Justine]

Beautiful rhyming and you capture the whole essence of winter with a great word selection. I like the image of a lost feather, not something I usually see in winter. Enjoyed reading this :)

[Moebia]

I love the imagery expressed in this. Every word so delicately fits into place like patches of fabric to create a beautiful quilt.

[love, lorey]

What a beautiful review, thank you!

[Christoph]

Making sadness beautiful is beautiful. Beauty on.

[love, lorey]

Thank ya much darlin', appreciate it! :)