The sun sets with loving certainty
The evening cold, that signals the ensuring frost, quietly descends
Finding its way into my sinews and bones,
Quietly attacking their soft plush centres.
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Now I will have to read the rest of your poems here. Again I feel exactly this same way. Well done, another 10.
Yes, just like the trees in Autumn, the leaves fall to the ground, leaving them bare, nothing last forever! A nice poem, Briony! Thanks for sharing!
I have just read your poem Dating Death and now this one, The Winter. Thought perhaps Dating Death may have been a work of fiction but after reading this as well I'm not so sure. They're both well written, but very poignant. If you are writing about yourself then i sympathise, very much.
Stunning poem............10++ and added to my favorites.