Winter's Warmth

The fog is dense �" a hushed calm listens.

A new day has begun; like it has begun so many times before.

Winter’s cold shards shatter the illusion of warmth from my mind.

Not death do I see before me, but life.

Frozen for one single moment; suspended between dream and reality.

So beautiful, so grand, so fragile.

 

The gossamer spindles of spider-webs glisten in the dawn.

Their lace embellishing the trees and the red brick houses.

The birds are silent; burrowed heads dreaming of splendorous, unadulterated skies.

But I walk reverently alone; basking in the bitter cold that

Fills my heart with wondrous awe.

So beautiful, so grand, so fragile.

 

I walk past the still water, and see the frozen droplets of rain

Like tears suspended from the sky who, when they opened their eyes, were struck still by the beauty surrounding them.

I walk onwards past the frosted grass, till I arrive at my destination.

I sit down on the pavement, and marvel at the glorious light

Illuminating both the land and my mind; feeding my hungry soul.

So beautiful, so grand, so fragile.

 

 

Reviews

[Francesca]

Your words are so beautiful! Especially
"The gossamer spindles of spider-webs glisten in the dawn.
Their lace embellishing the trees and the red brick houses."
I could see the images very clearly in my mind, and the thoughts are deep as well. Have you ever thought about writing a book? I think your descriptions could make a great one.

[Inject Positivity]

This is your first work that im reading... im in awe after reading this... the way you balanced the whole poem with such amazing thoughts and thought provoking words... the way it has presented gives me an amazing presence of winter... i really loved the title of your poem... this was very beautiful and i thoroughly enjoyed it... full ratings...

[Patrick Henry]

Mark thinks that this poem suits his mood, especially when he is on your page, for every poem of yours tends to warm him up...... I wish I had this place in my sight, to walk the banks of a lake in a slight rain.... though not alone!! The words you use are beautiful. They are "So beautiful, so grand, so fragile." .... : ) I remind myself, almost every time, that you are young like your profile says. Your poems are heart-felt, beautiful, surprisingly descriptive, and romantic even. My favorite part:
"Not death do I see before me, but life.
Frozen for one single moment; suspended between dream and reality.
So beautiful, so grand, so fragile."
......I always have music playing all the time, and everywhere!! When I read you, I turn the music down, and enjoy the moment spent. Very nice job with this poem. Beautiful Lane. xoxo -Your Mark

[Ahmad Cox]

Amazingly serene and very beautiful and dreamlike