A Winter's Wood Poem by John Lars Zwerenz

A Winter's Wood



A WINTER'S WOOD

I beheld you in a vision,
In the calm of a winter's wood: -
You passed beneath the enchanted boughs,
Dreaming as they gleaming stood,
Laden with their heavy snow,
And shaken by the roving wind;

The last of the sunset
Upon your face
Graced you with soft, amber hues,
As you went wandering,
Free from all care,
Beneath the white clouds and bohemian blues,
Happy as an angel -
Snug within your scarlet wool,
With blushing cheeks
And elegance,
Bearing a countenance
Ineffably fair -
In the billowing chills
Of majestic air.

John Lars Zwerenz

A Winter's Wood
Wednesday, February 17, 2016
Topic(s) of this poem: love
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