win-ter

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a poem about winter

Submitted: January 13, 2013

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Submitted: January 13, 2013

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Oh, the evident Charm,
such obvious Grace,
In the lingering, slowly floating,
cold white flakes.
Deceiving they are,
Mischievous, too,
As they race to the earth,
lie there in peace,
the landscape transformed,
bleached white by their curse.
Though inspring the eye,
People they slaughter,
Tiny merciless soldiers,
They conquer the world,
Cunning as thieves,
Cause venomous aches.
 
The night sky so dark,
black velvet coal,
Spread all throughout,
cruel yet in count.
 
oh winter so harsh,
sadistic but charming,
don't come too close,
don't my warm fire harm.
For the cautious safe wood,
itself won't ignite.
The trees are yours taken,
standing there strong,
Suffering long,
til your freezing grip falters,
Their leaves that remain,
please do not spare,
What life would that be,
in deathly cold misery?
An omen of pain,
there lands a sparrow,
bleeding its wing,
by a crystalled red rose.
Innocence lost, changed into ice.
 
The smoke from the chimney,
grey, seems so neutral,
kindness amongst, killers and traitors.
Oh rain how you surrender!
Cowardly sun where did you hide?
Green grass and flowers,
rescuers, when shall you come?
Bugs their sweet leaders,
Bring loving Spring back.


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