frozen lips
in the dancing snow,
wilted flowers fall.
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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...
Hello Brenda - To experience your first snow - WOW - I'm glad it stirred the muse. This is a very gentle flowing poem. V 1 What a contrast - dancing snow and frozen lips. V 2 Arias from the Snow Maiden echoing Breeeeeeeeendaaaaaaaaa across the valley. V 3 Wind and ice crystals - personal pulverisation. V 4 Echoes of the final lines of another perfect poem 'We stay inside near the fire - to cuddle and warm each other'. Even snow has its compensations Brenda - Snowwoman, Thanks for sharing your experience - I was three months old when I saw my first snow - but I was not allowed to make a Snow Angel. love through Poetry - JOHN.
Hello Brenda - Lovely experience to touch your first snow - WOW - so glad it stirred the muse. This is a very gentle poem with a lovely rhythm. V 1 What a contrast - the snow dances while the lips freeze. V 2 Arias of the 'Snow Maiden' The cold air seems to whisper Breeeeendaaaaaaaaa V 3 We can only stand it for so long - Ice crystals in the wind - winging and stinging V 4 To borrow lines form another perfect poem 'We stay inside near the fire - to cuddle and warm each other'. Even snow has its compensations! ! ! Thanks for sharing your 'Snowwoman' experience. Love in Poetry - JOHN.
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..
eerily cold, haunting yet elegant, pungent yet beautiful, sombre yet has a strange vim. Great poem!
The freezing picture painted by you is superb, While your ashes seek warmth to survive. Amazing!
The freezing picture painted by you is lovely, while your ashes seek warmth to survive.
My ashes seek warmth, To live, to survive.....................excellent write by imagery, i simply i lovr it
Amazing! Loved the read. Well done!