psychofemale

Dead of Winter

 

 

 

In the dead of winter we hide

to once again feel alive...

 

The chill is haunting-it cuts right through

straight to the bone-lips turn blue

 

A new beginning is all we need, brand new skin-

from planting a seed

 

Reaching to touch, the warmth of the sun

We grow til' we can't and try not to burn

 

Revealed to the world, we open our arms

We open our buds, expecting no harm

 

We spring into action, vibrant and pure

A rose in the garden, just needing a cure

 

So when the leaves change colors, and the breeze breaks in...

The petals will fall and we'll start again

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

Comments9

  • ANGELA & BRIAN

    WELCOME FRIEND : Thanks for your first Poem : Excellent in STRUCTURE & SUBJECT. I share this site with my Fiance BRIAN and your POEM reflects our LOVE which is always WARM but responds to the Seasons when we are both in the UK (Im in NEW ZEALAND at the Moment on a Work Exchange until OCTOBER !) In the UK in Winter we snuggle up to keep warm : In the SPRING we are out & about : FUN & FANCY free ! In the lazy hazy days of Summer we enjoy swimming & picnicing al fresco. In the Autumn we love swishing through the fallen leaves and lots of BBQ's with Friends ! Autumn is a great time for cuddles ! WINTER is what you make it but Christmas & New Year are a great time for LOVERS ! Love your poem : more please. Please visit our site. MPS works by Reading each others Poems & commenting.
    Blessings & Hugs : ANGELA ๐Ÿงก

  • Claudelle DeLuna

    Beautiful poem!
    ๐Ÿ˜ŠโœŒ

  • psychofemale

    thank you all so much :) that really means a lot :D

  • fuche_bu

    lovely poem

  • psychofemale

    THANKS :)

  • Goldfinch60

    Each year life restarts and forms into its beauty.
    Good write and welcome to MPS.

  • psychofemale

    thank you very much :)

  • orchidee

    A fine write. ooh I can't keep calling ya Psycho, with fine poems like this! lol.

  • psychofemale

    call me Allison :) and thank you so much!



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