Winter’s Soul

Cold winter night
Star-fed sky, reaching upward
Like stairs, we climb
To a higher place–
Beyond where we normally go

Cold winter night
Frozen breath on hard blue lips
Brittle realities, like death
Snap and crack our worlds into pieces
No whole holding them together

Cold winter night
Razor-thin sharp edges on dull faces
Reflecting lost memories back to us
Like moonlight’s cold hands
Gripping our hearts till we surrender

Cold winter night
It comes and finally goes
We survive, this time
Huddled fireside, quiet shadows sit
Slowly, we hear their stories

8 thoughts on “Winter’s Soul

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  2. Thanks Sophia. I appreciate your comment and visit.

    Floots: Good having you back. As always much appreciate your insight. You nailed this one in your assessment.

  3. this has a wonderfully atmosphere of intimacy within hardship
    (as is so often the case)
    thanks don

  4. “Like stairs, we climb
    To a higher place–
    Beyond where we normally go”

    This reminds me of the spiritual journey, reaching higher and higher.

    Very nice.

  5. “Cold winter night
    Razor-thin sharp edges on dull faces
    Reflecting lost memories back to us”

    An example of lines that work, but darned if I can say exactly why! Which is a good thing, imo, when it comes to poetry.

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