Burning Cold

September 29, 2011
By Anonymous

Piercing blizzards that eat hands
Bodies turning blue
Frost bite see the chance to attack
as vision gets struck down.
by a blistering white out

If it were to be painted
this horrid scenery
the canvas would be blank white
for there is NOTHING to be seen
Stuck in a white Blanket
Unable to move
but wanting so desperately to be

The author's comments:
Wrote it out of the blue.
It just came to me.
Probably because I didn't have winter clothes/gloves/boots one winter. xD

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on Dec. 2 2011 at 8:19 pm
IamtheshyStargirl PLATINUM, Lothlorien, Utah
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Favorite Quote:
Boredom instigates extreme creativity.

"Bowing gratefully to all of my subjects, 'thank you. Thank you. The pleasure is mine." Nah, I'm just kidding. We're all kings together.'"

This is quite good, however, I rather think some of the wording could do with re-writing. I'm not sure what you're trying to say with "Blizzards that eat hands", and some of your grammer/wording is very confusing. 

All in all, though, this is a very good poem with a lot of potential! Thanks for sharing, never stop writing. 

TapTap SILVER said...
on Dec. 2 2011 at 8:18 pm
TapTap SILVER, New Berlin, Wisconsin
8 articles 0 photos 146 comments

Favorite Quote:
Dream as if you'll live forever, love like there is no tomorrow, dance like there is no one watching.

i feel like this sometimes, just never thought of a way to express it! really fabulous job, once again im jelous! keep writing!

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