- Non-Erotic Poetry
- The Angel's Grave
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I enter the bleak wintry forest
Snow dusts my shoes
To my left
An ice encrusted brook dully shines
I intently continue onwards
Making my way through icy tree limbs, frozen grass
My breath marking my passage
As icy needles numb my scarfed face
Everywhere around me
Skeletal crystalline trees and bushes, wreathed in snow
Limbs outstretched in frozen embraces
Crunching underfoot, the icy remnants of yesterday's snow
A faint breeze occasionally skirls
Snow falls in a gauzy sheet
A natural snow globe
With me in the middle
So peaceful, so purifying
Starkly beautiful, a crystal paradise
This is where the angel's grave would be
- COMMENTS
GuiltyPleasureover 10 years ago....you smoothed out your lines out of verse format this would be pure prose, not poetry. You have a good eye so keep writing and reading others work.
