Winter Light
Here’s a poem I wrote about winter. What would your poem about winter look like?
Winter Light
The promise of assumed barren boughs stretching across the frozen solid ground protecting new life from frigid winds until time springs it up and out again through thawing sheets of thick ice protecting diverse lands with stilling waters blanketing the rivers and lakes of quiet endless nights warm against the fireside burning lasting memories in every mind sparking wills to outlast the bitterness within all the heavy snowstorms of todays for all the lighter breezes of tomorrows when the cycle of existing balances.
I’ll likely revise and edit this drafted poem at some point in the future, but this is where I’m leaving it for now.
If you wrote a poem about winter, what would it include?
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