A Winter's Dream

Beautiful snowfall in the forest..

As night chased  the dawn, morning followed, 
crunchy cold. 
Treading upon the blanket of white, 
bringing to light its fluffy surprise.. 

Snowfall in the woods. 
The forest dressed in its winter gown, 
showing off its snowy splender. 
Dancing, downy, flakes 
flash crystal rainbows. 

The crisp morning air 
spouted in great, grey bursts 
through the nostrils of a stag. 
Standing statue still, magnificent. 

The business of winter is here. 
Mother Nature a stern teacher. 
Winter’s test, long and cold, 
decides the fate of the forest. 

Creatures don their winter dress. 
Trading in summer frocks for winter splendor. 
The city on the edge of the wood, 
rises sleepily to greet the dawn. 

Snow topped steeples, 
walkways white, shovels ready. 
Jack Frost designs the windows, 
child’s delight. 

Rosy cheeks; a winters kiss. 
Snowball fights; hit and miss. 
Frozen flakes of crystal ice, 
melt on rosy cheeks, a winter’s kiss. 
Snow designs a winter’s masterpiece.

Reviews

[Confuser]

Riss, it's like a Thomas Kinkade Christmas collection: the descriptions are so powerful like the bitter cold and snow piled up high and a tsuani of flakes, but everyone's happy, warm and covered; nature's family hidden away - it is a winter's masterpiece, like the landslide that stood still: Snow topped steeples, walkways white, shovels ready. Love it. Dale

[Riss Ryker]

Thank you Dale. Living in Northeastern NY, I've always loved winter and it's beauty. At times I get sick of the bitter cold and wind, but never the snow...

[Confuser]

I moved down near the South Carolina coast, and it is usually mild; not many cold days; I do miss the snow...I loved summer until I moved here; now you need a pool or the lake which is nearby thank God. I love your writings. And you are welcome. Dale

[Riss Ryker]

I don't think I could ever move down south. I'm a redhead, and the sun and I don't like each other too much, haha! Thank you so much for liking my writing. I'm truly honored.

[Confuser]

That's funny; my hair is auburn, but it's a wonder what highlights or just color can do. Somehow, I think Native American Indian maybe: I always tanned very dark: but now I pay with many more wrinkles: Riss it is too hot in the summer here; unreal; I moved here from Lancaster; near the Lake Marian, Santee (Beautiful & the sunsets); near Charleston, I visit often. I'm so surprised many people move here from upnorth; been here over 20 yrs and the humidity will take your breath away!

[Moonie]

You have potrayed winter beautifully. I have much too many favourite lines in here to quote. All I can say is well done! You have captured the winter spirit and that's a miracle in itself. I think the title "Winter's tale" would suit this poem too. Just a suggestion...

[Kelly Scheppers]

I'm such a winter person, and I just adore every descriptive line of this, Riss! I may be a California girl now, but my heart will always remember the sound of crunching snow beneath my feet.

I'm so glad I came across this one...what a delight it was to read!

[Riss Ryker]

I'm honored, Kelly! I've lived in Northeastern NY all my life and I STILL get all excited when it snows! Thanks again!

[C. Rose]

I'm more a fan of fall than winter, but I like this idea of winter as a beautiful gown. This piece is rich with images both glamorous-majestic and stern.

[Riss Ryker]

Thank you very much for such an awesome review, C. Rose. i'm so happy!