Winters Kiss

Was thinking about winter. :)

Whispers of soft white dust drifts along the ground

In spirals it starts to reach toward the sky

Not even fall can contain her any more

The winter queen steps out of her prison

Entering in to the end of fall, as it is now her time to

Reign to watch over this land well the creatures do,

Sleep resting their minds for when spring will sing again.

 

Kiss, a kiss she places on my hand,

It will turn me in to one of hers, a winter girl.

Sleep invades my thoughts as a case of ice engulfs my body,

Sleep…

Author's Note

Let me know what you think. (Picture from google) Also I'm curious can anyone see the winters kiss?

Reviews

[steppenwolf]

I like the imagery of "spring resting their minds for when spring will sing again."

[AWickedMoon]

Thank you! :)

[Admiral Kirk]

That's some fantastic imagery... I can feel the winter, reading this poem...

[AWickedMoon]

Thank you! :)

[Admiral Kirk]

You're welcome. :)