Winter Options

[TheSilenceInDict...]

A quick write. Little effort...Meh.

Winter

Fingertips of morning
Softly brush my cheek.
Wisps of December air slowly escape my lips
Leaking secrets untold
To ears deafened by false prospect
Eyes forced shut
From frigid truth.
Denial -
My frozen heart,
My beating cause.
The careful burden
Seeping inside
To freeze my already cold soul

[TheSilenceInDict...]

Leaking secrets untold...a bid redundant...secrets aren't supposed to be told, so you're kind of repeating yourself there.

My point being made was secrets are always told, one way or the other. At least, in my world.

Just that...you didn't really link it to other things. You suddenly just threw in the coldness freezing your already cold soul.

I wrote it masking an image I had in my head. I would tell you what it is, but it just simplifies the poem by a lot and craps it down, LoL. Trust me though, it links with the poem. I didn't write the poem in hopes of keeping it stuck to the the theme. I just used the morning to inspire me and start me off. It is a quick write, with no proof reading or editing, whatsoever.

Thanks so much for your time to comment, and thanks for the praise.
I'm glad someone is decent enough to give up a bit of their time for this forum.

-Joe