Like frost on Autumn leaves,
your silence engulfs me.
Your needles of anger stab in me,
slowing causing my essence to decay.
It seems now with the passing of every moment another piece of me crumbles.
I desperately try to hide behind my last withering leaves,
but the fierce wind of your fury carry them away--
leaving me with the nakedness of truth.
Here I stand in a field of nothingness...
My crystallized limbs stretched out towards you,
but despite my efforts I remain alone.
The cold winter has set in and all I can do is hope that when spring arrives,
I will have had enough time to recover.
Perhaps one day I will bloom back into the beautiful being I once was.
Author notes
Thanks to 'Wattle' I know have a perfect title... I can always depend on him to find something fitting for my scribbles.
Please tell me what you think
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i was stopping in to show a friend your poetry. You still rock!
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Barron is indeed a perfect title for this peice. My favorite line was "My crystallized limbs stretched out towards you," Wow, I have felt that but never been able to express it so perfectly. You have wrapped me up in an emotion I dont even know the name of.
Fantasticly written.
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Your words are always so kind... That is my favorite line as well. Thank you for always taking the time to leave your thoughts with me. Kia kaha
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Oh wow Ms Roxy. There is a something about your winter metaphor poetry that I find enchantingly seductive. You offer warmth to wrap around cold hearts. You offer comfort to share with insecurity. You offer poetry to provide hope for those who would want to write. You make custom jewellery, riches without expense for lesser folk to wear. ----- Thank you --- A title: I like ‘Barron’ (what would I know)
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I should be the one saying wow... Your words are more then kind. I'm not sure I deserve such praise. Thank you for the wonderful title. I can always depend on you to find something fitting for my scribbles. I really hope your words are true though, because I know metaphors bring the warmth you speak of to my own life. Kia kaha
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