Winters Final Note In sleet and snow the land stretched below and the cold earth moaned a mournful cry The skies overhead bleed in white – drops fall beneath a sinking sky, harrowing unspoken sighs Running rivers rest in silver … Continue reading
Drops of heaven fall, dancing like fireflies in the astrila night sky, swoop to the lips of love, taste on the tongue, the rawness of breath. Words form clouds in the air, carry away, beneath the moon, a lovers wish comes true.
I would like to thank Matt, at A Standard Issued Life, for this challenge. You should head over and check out his poetry, you will be impressed!
It is the life of the crystal, the architect of the flake, the fire of the frost, the soul of the sunbeam.
This crisp winter air is full of it. ~John Burroughs, “Winter Sunshine.”
Sunbeams reach out on crisp morning dew,
Spreads her wings and lights the undergrowth of June,
The sun and frost collide and mist the trees,
Tears weep at windy shores,
Condensation graces the air,
No other words to describe,
The way winters day leaves me breathless in the shade.
My nominees for Day 1 are:
The rules for this challenge are:
- Each day for three consecutive days post a quote (any quote – you can even come up with your own) and a poem to accompany it.
- On each day nominate 3 bloggers for the challenge.
- Don’t forget to thank the blogger who nominated you