Notice of absence from arqios
Be kind….
…. words don’t rewind
Be kind….
…. words don’t rewind
My experience with silver and gold,
Just a sliver, so cold.
Der Winter ist kalt,
Where the wealth of winter glows,
A glimmer of frost,
In a landscape of frozen dreams:
Treasures sparkle under the frost,
Promises turn to ice,
In the heart of cold wealth,
Leaving a touchless beauty,
An allure that chills to the core.
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crypticbard (Pseudonym) (
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Beautiful and interesting writing .. yet seems sad
Yeah, it does seem that way... a happier one to follow. Thanks kindly 🙂
The thoughts of finding treasure are soon dispelled arqios.
Andy
All too soon! Thanks Andy 🙂
Absolutely splendiferous ❄️☃️⛄🐧👍
Haha, thanks N 🙂
Half the world, half the time is Frozen. This certainly paints a vivid image of the cold.Excellent
Most obliged to you, sir!
As his usual, your wordplay and clever writing has made this poem not only fun to read, but quite poignant. I loved your throwing in a bit of German that I had forgotten since my high school classes.
Some words and sentences are so close to english that they can be impossible to forget. But I get you, Deutsch is mostly a lost language now, to me. Just brings back memories of snowy winters in the Black Forest. Thanks kindly 🙂
A clever poem, it reminds me of the filthy rich of this world, and the frozen hearts they keep in order to maintain their wealth.
Now that's putting it bluntly 🙂 Thanks so much. 😀
You are very welcome
A sad poem with a haunting beauty to it. My kind of poem, friend! 🌹👏🙏🖤 If only they had black rose, I’d give you that, so wilting will have to do! 🥀 😂 That kind of cold…btw…does indeed chill to the core. Love the social commentary!
Glad to be at that alley from time to time. Glad you liked!
Yeah...nothing wrong with it in my book! 🤣 You are welcome, my friend!
An intriguing write that words on several levels. Nicely done.
Thanks Tom 🙏🏻 Glad that levels are perceivable!
Excellent write
Thanks Tony 🙏🏻
You're welcome
Wishing you warmer climes. A sad and frosty poem, albeit beautifully penned with fine imagery arqios. Reminds me of a poem I wrote some time back. Some men search for silver, others search for gold,
Yes! Thank you Cassie 🙏🏻
Beauty on a postcard; 'chills to the core' - the reality . Noted that you have elected to settle in warmer climes....
A rich read though.
That indeed has eventuated, lol. Thanks kindly 🙏🏻
This is solemnly stunning. 🌹
Many thanks, Teddy. The turkeys aren’t forgotten, they’re simmering in the pot. But for today another offering. Hope it brings equal joy. 🙏🏻
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