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Prologue to an End




Winter whispers
            from behind fall's back,

                              "You never could resist
                                                  the snow."

Turing away just won't cut it this time.

There's no hiding
from the setting seasons.
              Especially when
the cold is embedded in
              your bones.



        The Equinox calls me,
a once familiar    name.
Knowing,
we're one of the  same

                              and

      Although the rest of
the world
              is bright
I'll remain blanketed
              in white.





 

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  • I loved your choice of words, they bring so much peace.
    Great job!
    Nela


  • Zebulon41689
    September 2

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    Huh

    Im just thinking...how many of the people of those that have commented this poem really want to comment....and how many just want the favor returned....So they would comment to have theirs commented back..thus the circle is created..but what drives them to write in the first place...is it the knowledge of someone reading their own or do they do it for themselves...i truly write for myself....as do all poets in a way....stuck to one form and nothing else is a way to insanity...so that i have become insane means i have become stuck to one form....one form of life and so on so forth. Make sense or not i care not..these are just rambles of someone bored....nothing more...i could tell you that this was great and the flow was perfect....or i could say it sucked huge Giants' cock...but to be totally true...it was neither....i never understand poems that arent my own,,,due to my closed mind or some other reason...in what this is i hope it is great.....I wish that you go further and write until your hand rots off..so to keep writing...i wish of you...but what or who will you write for?....and why?...so heres some free applause...enjoy your stay and may many blessings befall you.


  • lovestheblood
    September 2
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    great write and very beautiful. It has great imagrey in it.


  • Lola Lola
    September 1
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    very beautiful!!!


  • shiratikva
    September 1

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    Beautiful words about winter.
    I found here nice metaphor:
    "the cold is embedded in
    your bones".
    Loved the very ending.


  • Junebug694
    September 1

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    ooh i like it
    i espescially love that last part "Although the rest of the world is bright / I'll remain blanketed in white"


  • cheeku
    September 1

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    Wow this poem is amazing, it took me through a series of images, and it is also very thought provoking wonderful job! thanks for sharing this lovely poem=] keep on writing=] !!!


  • jessicazombiee
    September 1
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    I really like the diction you use. It was really captivating.


  • MoonlitRoses
    September 1

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    Wow. I was entranced by this piece. It's not too long, but that's what makes it amazing. It provokes wild imagery, and I love it!
    Awesome work!


  • Melee Vau gold member
    September 1

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    bleak & cool

    like this poem, the word pictures and the structure are chillingly perfect


  • Blind Sight
    September 1

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    This poem is wonderful... I love the way it is laid out, as well. The spacing makes the words even more effective.

  • celadia
    September 1

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    I love your modern winter, it talks like one of the crowd, this is an enjoyable poem, not hard to understand and one wonders what the next line will bring when reading, you could publish this in a traditional place.


  • VanGoghNights
    September 1

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    nice

    i enjoyed every line. So intense and personal. Great job
    Savina


  • xeroabyss II
    August 31

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    Reminds me of the myth of Persephone in Hades, lost in in eternity of melancholic queendom of the underworld, as the rest earth lie buried beneth her mothers grievous, cold slumber.
    But I know that this is not what this write is about..and that you mayhaps despise the "snow" with a furious hostility that burns in a chatic rage, fueled by an unbearable sorrow and longing.


  • stef-witt gold member
    August 31

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    The opening lines to this are incredible... so firstly, congrats on that!!

    This piece has really beautiful flow, which is assisted by the way you've formatted it. It draws your eye down the page.

    I can also sense a sort of internal struggle in this piece... perhaps a desire to be part of the "bright" world, but being held back...? I might be wrong there, but there is definately some sort of confliction in the writer regarding where they are and where they'd like to be

    This is gorgeous - thanks for sharing!

  • The opening lines drew me in directly, and I was held throughout. This is a fascinating piece, with powerful imagery and a unique depth to it. The color scheme, though, is near painful when viewed on a more glary screen, and when this was combined with the text's darting around quite bothered my eyes. That may be onl due to the computer, but I thought it would be worth mention Apart from that though, this piece is near flawless. Extremely well done!


  • emmaline2310
    August 31
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    wow. I really liked that. I liked the format and it made me think. good job!

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