Spring Thaw: A Wait
A chill enters my weary bones, I shudder to think of days ahead, Of falling snow and hissing winds, Blizzards and squalls...
Held in February 2020 · 7 entries
Write a poem on "Winter". You are free to interpret the prompt in any way you deem fit to express yourself with poetry.
A chill enters my weary bones, I shudder to think of days ahead, Of falling snow and hissing winds, Blizzards and squalls...
The million dew drops glittering on the grass chase away the stars to twilight yonder. The early morning light struggles to penetrate...
O’ winter, O ’cold, what did you do? Morphed me into a creature of species new, You triggered in me reflexes unseen,...
How deceptively pink was that one winter chill, How comfortingly warm your touch was then. Now the chill's set deep within the...
Hello, I'm Cujo, an Arctic Fox, The Arctic Tundra is my home. My soft white fur, my small stature Makes it easy...
What will the rich Understand the harsh winter? In their warm houses, And expensive quilts, And a belly full of good food....
Come not near me; be gone thou infernal cold! I abhor thee with my weary bones, oh so old. Go! Cavort with...