Wake Me, Winter


Focused on beauty
We must be, I believe
Caught in its trance
And frozen stature.
Naked to the eye
Of the beholder
Full of desire.
To allow fingertips
A pinch
Joining, pressed
As one
And frosted branch.
To then
Cold water
Epitomizes you.
Slowly seeping
Waking life
Shivering inside me.


24 thoughts on “Wake Me, Winter

  1. Heyyyyyyy Audrey πŸ™‚ πŸ™‚ πŸ™‚ Awesome poem, my friend. I’m back now, and glad to see you’re still going strong. How are you? How’s your dad?
    πŸ™‚ ❀


    • Hi, Staci!!! Welcome back to the world of blogging and to my erratic thoughts. πŸ™‚ I’ve missed you. Hope your visit with your mother went well and the move successful. Yes??

      I’m well, thank you. Celebrated my birthday on Monday. Ugh. Another year older, oh joy. πŸ™‚ Naw. It was great. Dad’s chemo is over and we’re just waiting for blood results over the next month or so. He’s looking good and we’re hopeful. Praying a lot and knowing that his health is in God’s hands is a comfort.

      So nice to see you about, my friend. Have a great weekend. πŸ™‚


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