A short poem written in class on a cold winter day...
A castle of ice and snow
Rivers that do not flow
Dead trees are now covered with white
The colder it gets the sooner it turns to night
Winds howl as they turn and twist
taking the land into its' frozen fist
No creatures of the forest can be heard
"We must stay warm," is what they have learned
In this element that shakes the earth to its' core
My world stays frozen and cold forever more
Hmmm... I'd like to see more of this. Thinking of expanding upon it??? :-)
It's very simple. Your description is flawless. If you drew upon too much imagery here, the reader would be lost. Ice in its most basic, frozen state.
I usually really hate poems that rhyme. It just seems like it's the easy way out. But I don't feel that way with your piece. Your piece actually has something to say, and a story that I actually find very captiviating. This is a really good piece.
What is there to say? I have a lot of hobbies and I'm one of many who loves to express themselves through writings. I don't know what I would do without a pencil and paper.
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