- Non-Erotic Poetry
- What curse...This Winter
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Click hereWhat Curse...This Winter
Like a drowning man,
Clinging to wreckage
Winter refuses to let go.
Its icy fingers pull, grasp
Pry every door and window
Crystal frost on every pane.
Days grow ever longer now
Nights wrapped in cold, wind
Fitful sun hides at dawn
Snow still lies waist deep
In the forest, on the fields
What magic, what curse
What winter...Is this.
- COMMENTS
fridayamabout 13 years agotake the idea of the first three lines and develop it more. In V2 suddenly Winter isn't desperate any more, do you see?
Kobaabout 13 years agoI've been hearing that it has been a rough winter. Been rather mild up here in Alaska.
twelveooneabout 13 years agoMike, back off a second, start with the first three lines, seem like you've heard them before? Go from there.
