Winter's Rising

August 15, 2009
So Winter began,
As she polished her gun
And smiled
A wicked smile
In the direction of their hearts.

The coldness crawled onto her hands
And the nails grew
And sharp;

And her hair grew
And white;

Long and white they grew.

Her eyes were ice
And ice her heart
And mind
And soul
Her chest
And ice-cold skin;

Winter fell upon her back
And laughed
An icy laugh
That echoed in their ears.

Her flesh like marble;
Cold and dead
And nothing there
Inside her lungs:
She breathes out snow
And frozen songs
Her gaze December’s wind.

So Winter began
With a broken heart
And a broken mind
And perception.

And the cold inside
Grew colder yet
When her voice became a whisper.

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EdytD said...
Sept. 6, 2009 at 1:58 pm
I really like your poetry; I think your personification is great, and you embody characters or objects that are not usually written about. It's a fabulous change from the many sorrowfull, self-pitying love poems that are so common today. Great job!
S.E.M This work has been published in the Teen Ink monthly print magazine. replied...
Sept. 7, 2009 at 6:49 pm
Thank you very much! (Ha ha, believe me, I can have some pretty self-pitying thoughts from time to time! XD) I try to take after poets I admire (Edgar Allan Poe, Nick Flynn...).
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