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on winter's eve
by Christel Crewsstanding surrounded by the nakedness of autumn
breathing the crisp air
scuffing shoes through piles of leaves
wondering when the last branch will be bare
closing my eyes to take in the sounds
stilling my thoughts to capture this
memorizing the moment to replay when
avalanching winter enters with her snowy kiss 11/10/2009 Author's Note: so, i think i made up a word, but i couldn't come up with another one that would fit.. any suggestions?
Posted on 11/10/2009
Copyright © 2024 Christel Crews
| Member Comments on this Poem |
| Posted by Genevieve Sturrock on 11/10/09 at 11:04 PM i think it perfectly captures that moment when fall melds into winter...it's too wet here for that crisp transition. it almost makes me yearn for winter...almost :-) |
| Posted by Clara Mae Gregory on 11/11/09 at 07:07 PM Amy, it is wonderful just the way it is.This has good rhythm, metre and rhyme making it very pleasing to read.I especially love it because I interpret it on a metaphorical level expressing our existance and the fact that we all give it thought at times as too when our own life ends.This is a very beautiful expression on both a natural expression of nature as well as a metaphorical one AND definately going in my favorites. |
| Posted by Mo Couts on 06/23/11 at 07:05 PM This is wonderfully written! And remember: sometimes the made up words are the most beautiful ones! |
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