Lady Winter

Calling out to my soul

the cold winter breeze

I tread on without control

without the fear of freeze

Marveling at ice like daggers

from the frostbitten trees

This child treading staggers

and all the air born flees

Reviews

[Mariya]

Beautiful, mysterious and at times, fierce. You painted a vivid picture of her majesty, tundra.

Thank you for sharing this poem Sam.

[Sam Sin Sepultura]

Thank you very much :) I try

[Baby Ricochet]

Nice little poem. Good rhymes

[Sam Sin Sepultura]

thank you sir

[Peter H]

good imagery and lovely rhyme scheme you did quite aliright here keep up the good work :)

[Sam Sin Sepultura]

thank you so much man, means a ton :)

[Sirius King]

love the flow and rhyme scheme to it...nice!

[Sam Sin Sepultura]

honestly I am quite proud of this rhyme scheme, thanks for the positive feedback