frozen lips
in the dancing snow,
wilted flowers fall.
operatic echoes
embrace the cold air,
softly sings my name.
ice crystals
shattered my fair skin,
I'm pulverized in the wind.
my ashes seek warmth,
to live, to survive...
october 2009 c
I was inspired when I touched the
snow for the first time in my life.
The freezing picture painted by you is lovely, while your ashes seek warmth to survive.
The freezing picture painted by you is superb, While your ashes seek warmth to survive. Amazing!
eerily cold, haunting yet elegant, pungent yet beautiful, sombre yet has a strange vim. Great poem!
nicely written..a different style always pleases me. keep writing. after reading your bio, i'm sure you can write much more better if you don't stop. Best wishes n God bless ya..
Frozen lips- in the dancing snow, Like wilted flowers fall. Operatic echoes- embrace the cold air, Softly sings my name. Ice crystals- shattered my fair skin, I'm pulverized in the wind. My ashes seek warmth, To live, to survive... I am reading this poem again because this is one of your very sweet and some how master piece one..I really read it few time and each time I enjoyed t much..lovely dea with lovely expression of words...well done...thanks for your comments too
Very good, Brenda. I too liked that first stanza. Please take time to read my: I Cannot Return. That is my account of life in the Far North of Canada. Adeline
short and sweet! ! ! ! i liked this stanza here 'Frozen lips- In the dancing snow, Like wilted flowers fall.' keep writing...
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
My ashes seek warmth, To live, to survive.....................excellent write by imagery, i simply i lovr it