WINTER

WINTER

A Poem by JB Murray
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Was writing a poem called The Window... and these were the second and third stanzas of that poem, however, I thought that they stood strongly on their own with a little tweaking invovled...

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WINTER

By: JB Murray © May 2010

 

 

WINTER WILL BE HERE SOON

HER BITTER TOUCH

HER UNRELENTING STARE

A SHUDDERED REMINDER OF YESTERDAY

SHE REACHES OUT

SHE HOLDS YOU SO CLOSE

SO RAPTUROUS

HER BREATH PINPRICKS ON THE BACK OF YOUR NECK

 

SHE SPEAKS TO YOU IN WHISPERS

IN BLANKETS OF INNOCENCE

HER WHITE DRESS FLOWING AROUND HER ANKLES

SHE SMILES

BUT FROZEN ARE HER LIES

CONTRARY ARE HER THOUGHTS

FORGOTTEN ARE HER DREAMS

THE ONES SHE LOST TO SUMMER

© 2010 JB Murray


Author's Note

JB Murray
Let me know what YOU think this one is actually about... will be curious to see what you think...

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I usually don't like to reveal what I was writing about, instead let whoever interpret it their own way and take from it what they wish.. but I will say both of you were pretty close... Winter is a woman's name in this case, and she has passed on, and she could never love him the way he deserved to be loved, and that one regret that is actually hers, is what haunts him the most...

Posted 14 Years Ago


It seems to me like an un returned love, like you loved her but in return she was cold hearted towards you... Or it could be that you decided to describe what Winter would look and act like if it were a person. Eather way it's really good. Can you let me know if I was right or wrong, and if wrong let me know what it really is about??

Posted 14 Years Ago


Reminds me of a love that you hope to see and wait for. Although she appears innocent and holds her dreams high in the end there is always a disappointment or event that will change the outcome and therefore her outlook on the situation conforming to those around her rather than being herself. Covering her tracks so to speak.

Posted 14 Years Ago


Well this is achingly written well. I got from it a weakness from a cold feeling, not as in the air. But the art of a cold love. Sorry if I am wrong but that is how I understood it.


Posted 14 Years Ago



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JB Murray
JB Murray

Orange, MA



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About me huh? Well... I am writer...go figure huh? Lol. I am writer in many ways. First and foremost, I am a singer/songwriter. But I also dabble in poety, essays, one liners, short stories, and .. more..

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