Winter Rose Poem by ArmourQuill Hunter

Winter’s gale beats at my back drifting, blizzard, focus
Yet one kind word can warm winter months from locusts
Amidst the footless trail a bone structure hopeless
cruelly cold is the judgment of man, vainly useless

Emptiness sits on the dawn of a wintry somber smile
Facing the lonely dark of night is worse than guile
Thinking: love is for the lucky and youthful strong
The great sun had turned his face away all winter long

The earth, undressed, goes down into a vale of grief
All the Trees reach to me with barren sighs for relief
With Mother Earth leaving her garlands to decomposition~
Longing for her sun with returning kisses of omission

This cold trys to undress, and bed me, for Death's dream
Beneath the snow I lie 'A Seed, ' to wake from Love's spring
Dying for the Son, melting into the wind, for life‘s stance
When the earth lays claim to my limbs~, then I shall dance