Winter whistles slowly to spring's rhyme.
Sin falls gently to night's edge.
She comes lightly as snow,
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'Sin falls gently to night's edge' - a wonderful expression par excellence! 'She comes lightly as snow, goes heavily as snow. Man fails woman. And I know.' - Leaves a lot of space for imagination!
(continued) ..well (again!) , leave it to a woman poet to bring up the subject of a man failing! ! ! ha ha. if you know, i hope it didn't hurt too much! of course, a woman NEVER fails a man; i've been divorced three time. would i know? bri :)
well, i've heard of people falling/failing due to sin, whatever sin is! but NOT sin falling to night's edge......until now. it is dark outside here, near midnight. perhaps if i look outside....................? having grown up where winters had lots of snow, i know some is light and some heavy. but how that figures with the woman i can not guess. (to be continued) ..
I came back to this one. There is a stunning, painful beauty here that cannot be ignored, nor forgotten. Be blessed, my friend.
Like the razored point of an icicle, this one slides down the grasp leaving a cold sharpness of the soul. Beautifully envisioned and crafted, Anne.
Maybe you think man do fail woman but its so unbelievable how things works and it all have to be a good feeling to be successful in an area and others failed in another. Good Poem