from memory with love

Waiting for you

Ageless graceless winds carry

The first chills of winter

Sitting on the porch seat

Waiting for some word.

The cat on her lap winds

and purrs a soulful melody

which hugs tightly to her chest.

The breeze carries a pure snowflake

Individually crafted in heaven

floating and fluttering, buffeted

Falling in deaths' dance.

It's one bid for freedom, felled

as it settles and melts on her cheek.

She stirs as if to remind the porch

That she lives and breathes.

A sigh escapes her rosebud lips

She waited too long in the cold 

For news that will not arrive today

The cat miaows anticipating movement

Looks up to read the tired emerald eyes

Then hops onto the floor boards

Leading them from frigid winter

To the homely kitchen warmth.

Looking over her shoulder

She spots the ghost of him

walking along the pathway

Smile on his face, arms open to embrace

One fresh tear

replaces the moist patch

left by winter

with warmth.

Author's Note

Surprising 1am write

Reviews

[Miss Coral]

Very beautiful imagery, but for some reason it didn't really grab me, at least not until the end.

[Abdul Aziz]

I agree with Selene. Very picturesque. I don't have any recommendations. This is skilfully written. The result of poetic inspiration, no doubt. The concluding stanza was quite different from the ones preceding it, but I think there are many possible interpretations of the "ghost of him". The imagery in the previous stanzas made it possible to gently lead up to this conclusion. I like the metaphors you've used as well.
Overall, another very good poem.

[NoneOfYourBusiness akaK..]

what a gorgeous and picturesque creation to truly touch the soul~

[StacyPerry]

Nice job. I thought you did very well on this one.

[James Paulin]

Beautifully descriptive and contemplative piece. I was easily caught up in the soul stirring mood. Very nice.