Tag Archive | cold
MOONLIT FOREST
Originally posted on SUSANNE LEIST:
? ? “Walk with me through the moonlit forest. Let our feet graze the tips of the grass, never touching down, held aloft by our love and passion. Follow me through the endless night to a land where no man walks. Only creatures as dark as the sky dare to…
MURDERS AND LOVERS
Originally posted on SUSANNE LEIST:
Source: 4allgoodthings ? ? Read a book by the warm fire. Moments can’t get any brighter. Let the snow fall outside. I will keep warm inside. No need to fight the drifts. I’ll stay with the misfits. The ones who prefer books that grab you with their hooks. The fire is…
COLD FEAR
Originally posted on SUSANNE LEIST:
? ? How did I come to be here? Cold wraps around me in fear. No matter how far I walk, I can hear them move and talk. Muttering curses on me with faces, I cannot see. They surround me on each side. There’s nowhere for me to hide. I…
WINTER BLUES
Originally posted on SUSANNE LEIST:
Source:pagewoman ? ? The landscape is cold and bleak. I’m beginning to feel weak. Ice is melting in my shoes. I’m getting the winter blues. I can’t find my way out of here. I had thought the town was so near. I’ve been walking for days. I’m in some kind of…
NO SUN
Originally posted on SUSANNE LEIST:
Source:gothdolly ? ? The moonlight shines on us all. It has made the sun’s face fall. It takes over the day from now on. No more heat from its favorite sun. Oasis will exist in the dark. It’s scary in this deserted park. I must get home before it’s too…
Winter Wonderland – Finally
Originally posted on Writer's Treasure Chest:
Picture curtesy of: http://feelgrafix.com/group/snowflake.html It was Christmas, three weeks ago, the grass was green, there was no snow. The skies were blue, it was too warm Green Christmas? Here? This needs alarm. ** New Year came -no flakes in sight The sun had fun, the sky was bright. But…
Walking through the drizzle
Originally posted on Jane Dougherty Writes:
Walking through the drizzle When cloud presses down Tangling water and air, When there’s No earth to tread upon Just scraps of mist That trip and entwine, Snake sinuous, Slippery carcasses strewn on the quay, I stumble, my head full of Cold, dead fish And the ghosts of gulls…
The frozen song
Originally posted on Jane Dougherty Writes:
The sea that summer hissed Through the poplars’ rippling green Has ebbed now. Leaves cold-crisped Crick crack Like the bleached bones of last spring’s blackbird. His rich golden song Still as ice, The notes frosty pearls Rocked in the black depths of the winter sea By the unvanquished robins’…
Viv Drewa - The Owl Lady 