Barely
But a whisper
Locked in grief
Eyes look down
To the frozen
Uncaring blanket
Of snow covered
Bitter ground.
A gust of wind
Without promise
Lifts a lock
Of greying hair
Tears imprisoned
In blurred eyes
So many years
In the stare.
Winters nature
Bare and beautiful
Though cruel upon land
Accepts your silent kiss
With all its love
As you stand.
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Author:
nephilim56 ( Norman Dickson) (
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Comments3
Beautiful! In its tender starkness this poem breaths the breath of loss. So well composed a fave
Most kind, thanking you as always appreciated
You are most welcome
Yes, the snow covered land sure is beautiful, but what it covers maybe not.
so true, thanks for reading its appreciated
Good write N.
thanking you, its much appreciated
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