The witch of late winter's night,
steals in crispness cold adieu.
In windswept melancholy flight,
rapier warmth of spirit left askew.
The Weeping Willow's gentle arms,
sway in hollow languished pleas.
Whisping winds cast bewitching charms,
spellbound icy waves grip of the breeze.
The mirror glaze of cold frosted lake,
ripples wave upon frigid empyrean wave.
Vanish beneath the shoreline frozen plate,
of icy collect advanced thickness phase.
She steals her way across the barren lands,
the winter witch throttles with frigid hands.
~~~Suseann~~~
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Written March 10th, 2006
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That was really amazing suseann
I loved it!! Very nicely written.. lovely imagery and choice of words...
Excellent rhyming of course
I really liked this poem and enjoyed reading it very much.. thankyou for telling me about it
Keep on writing and good luck in the contest
Nooni
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Fantastic
I like this piece very much. Very good usage of the words provided. You paint a vivid image and a chilly one at that. Great write and good luck in the contest.
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