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Winter's Wait

Morning mists greet the break of day
As shadows retreat from beams of orange light
The shades of gray give way to earth’s defining hues
And the hidden shapes of life emerge from veils of darkness

As a day is birthed in such hope and expectation
So an ideal impression of who you are was birthed in me
Sensing a kindred spirit like none I’ve known before
You enticed me forth from my walls of fear and doubt

I took to you like a needy child clings to his father
Still lost in his adolescent years of empty wandering
Trying to find the image of a soul like mine
Or some reflection of the man I longed to be

And you loved me

Then time passes by and seasons change
Warmth of summer days are chilled by autumn’s rain
The beauty of the leaves hide the death that’s taken place
Come now cold air of winter’s wait

The sand castles all washed away with shifting tides
And I feel as though I’m grieving over one who hasn’t died
Wondering how it is I came to hurt so strong
Hoping for a winter snow to warm my soul

And these tears I’ll cry alone

A new day waits once night has fallen
And the hope of springtime births new life
Such is my hope for the friendship not forgotten
As I’m trying to let go

So afraid you’ll never know

Author notes

Expressions of the heart... the things I've felt... the end I hope for.

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  • wordphoole
    November 4

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    Beauty and pain so often go hand-in-hand, and you've reflected that so very well in this piece. Excellent work.


  • katie marie silver member
    November 4

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    An amazingly painful thing to have to let go of a friendship that has brought such joy and satisfaction to one's soul.