Waters Gray

Waters Gray

A Poem by Chase
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I'm on the lake. Its cold.

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The waves do tear across the lake as
wind does whip behind,
enveloping the mass of all in its path;
cutting through the warmth of clothes
and skin
as if neither had a home upon my flesh.

Winter's on the way.

© 2015 Chase


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Breathtaking
Such a piece brings me there feeling each word
Winter is upon us misting the skies
Resting her breath into our skin

Posted 9 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

Chase

9 Years Ago

Living in Minnesota means that we get an annual temperature range of over 150 degrees.. That can onl.. read more
Priscilla Sayers

9 Years Ago

Yes sounds like no matter what the weather inspiration reveals itself through your soul
I hav.. read more
Nice poem Chase! I like it how you managed to describe the lake and express how it made you feel in just few sentences. This poem is powerful, yet quite melancholic and gentle. Great job!

Posted 9 Years Ago


Chase

9 Years Ago

Thank you so much!! I really appreciate the review Paulina:) the lake can be such a magical place so.. read more

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Added on October 24, 2015
Last Updated on October 24, 2015
Tags: Winter, wind, water, season change, frozen hands

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Chase
Chase

Stillwater, MN



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My name is Chase. I love writing and find solace through it. Feel free to sift through my myriad of words and tell me what you think:) Constructive criticism is welcome! more..

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