Mystic Winter

February 7, 2011
Secrets on a shadowy wind
Whispers unheard sounds in the night
Ghostly echoes of footsteps past
Beckoning closer a hesitant light
Filled with rush of untold danger
Anxiety in heart and mind
Worry brushed aside in anger
Reckless feet on paths unwind
Green is gone to white and silver
Bare the branches of the trees
Frosted icicles that hang
In wait of a more forceful breeze
Silence under midnight skies
Voices soft begin to speak
Songs of winter to the stars
To the snowy mountain peak
Gentle in hand it leaps forth
To the ground and air to fly
In chills of broken ice and water
Upward onward to the sky
Hands are cold but feet unmoving
Watching magic in the night
Finally reaching taking holding
Retreating with his lantern light

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midnitewanderer said...
Mar. 23, 2011 at 9:08 pm

Outstanding joB! This is an amazing poem. You've got some great end rythms and your choice of words is amazing, along with some of your phrases (exp. in wait for a more forceful breeze, reckless feet on paths unwind,) ....pretty much every line is a poem inside itself;) Very pretty imagery.

If you could comment and rate mine that'd be great! Thanks! 


HisPurePrincess This work has been published in the Teen Ink monthly print magazine. replied...
Mar. 28, 2011 at 11:36 am
Thanks!  I'd be happy to check out some of your stuff.  Could you tell me a title?  You can't just search on an author's name now.
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