A poet's impression of a lovers' winter parting, which can seem sadder than at any other time.
A Wintery Word
Chill call of winter indents wearisome verbs.
Time constructs sentences, cold for no reason.
Dawn, rising letterless scrawls sky-lines absurdly.
Many are words winter will write in due season.
Scribed nightly in snow-cold, flaked verses descend.
Midwinter frost laces letters to windowpanes.
Deep drifting white, inks in sad partings dear friend.
Icicle pens scratch the word gone after your name.
Cold paintings of solo-time gel on our pathways.
Frozen pools now pencil in silence but unheard.
Glacially sad is snow- storm's final paragraph.
Farewell can be such a lone wintery word.
Kate Sparrow
this is full of frosty images and laced with a feeling of COLD! I love this line: Icicle pens scratch the word "gone" after your name. - Fabulous!
this is full of frosty images and laced with a feeling of COLD! I love this line: Icicle pens scratch the word "gone" after your name. - Fabulous!
heterodynemind
Wow, Fay, this is a complexity of deep images and meanings and every time I read it I find more things hidden in here. Carl's correct in that this is real poetry such as doesn't often come around. This is why we poets haunt poetry sites; waiting for the ones like this to come down.
Wow, Fay, this is a complexity of deep images and meanings and every time I read it I find more things hidden in here. Carl's correct in that this is real poetry such as doesn't often come around. This is why we poets haunt poetry sites; waiting for the ones like this to come down.
Susan Jarvis
This heartfelt poem is full of superlative imagery; 'Midwinter frost writes more lace on windowpanes.' being my favourite.
This heartfelt poem is full of superlative imagery; 'Midwinter frost writes more lace on windowpanes.' being my favourite.
Pendemic
Fay your skill is pure and true. The words flow with a magic that touches the mind and sets it ablaze.
Fay your skill is pure and true. The words flow with a magic that touches the mind and sets it ablaze.
poeticpiers
a chill picture you paint M lady. Summer partings are not much fun either but the added greyness imparts its own pain
a chill picture you paint M lady. Summer partings are not much fun either but the added greyness imparts its own pain
Prince Obed de la CRUZ
loved the painting... the poem is good.... what negative thing can i say?
loved the painting... the poem is good.... what negative thing can i say?
Carl Harris
One doesn't often see a poem of this pure, unmistakable quality on a poetry site, Fay, one of the most perfectly written, phrased, and expressed poems I have read in a good while. You have always been an exceptional poet, and I hope the ink may never dry in your talented pen. Carl.
One doesn't often see a poem of this pure, unmistakable quality on a poetry site, Fay, one of the most perfectly written, phrased, and expressed poems I have read in a good while. You have always been an exceptional poet, and I hope the ink may never dry in your talented pen. Carl.
winter is covered beautifuly with your words