Winter Song

By snakeskingrin

Gray antebellum mansion
Falls steep cross the sun
Horses in blankets face north
In calm expectation
Of what is to come

Torch of the limelight
Mirthless and cold
Attention burns fiercely
In dim morning sight
Heart weary and old

Hungry birds flocking
Muted day shadows swing
A feast for the agile
Less fortunate hapless
Disappointments sting

Day ends as it started
Smooth racing gray
Clearing a path slowly
Home and hearth rising
Hale and hearty will stay




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© 2008 snakeskingrin
Published on Monday, November 24, 2008.     Filed under: "Reflective" and "Poetry"
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  • A former member wrote: i really like this. You have a way with words and you use them in the correct context. thank you. you are a rarity.

  • A former member wrote: I envy you. I wish I could wrap my mind around things like you do. But I guess we all can't be the same. This is nice. [:

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