Winters Cold Poem by JOE POEWHIT
Winters Cold
Winter filled brisk air.
Silent, quiet, winter bare.
The bear asleep in the den.
Tomorrows spring, only when.
Fallen leaves upon the ground.
Gentle breeze from ocean sands.
Holy quiet brings a spell.Farmer frees the frozen well.
Love sings it's winter song.
Some say, you must be strong.
Slumber calls a brisk night.
Cats [MEOW] - solemn might.
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A poet's truth in his own words.. there's nothing better. (smile)
I loved this piece. The imagery is amazing and the poem is beautiful. Well penned. I gave it a 10
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
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A lyrical beauty; sounds traditional thought not structurally. The tone is beautiful