dying for a Summer day

Dear Paige, every line conveys a longing for relief from "absence," "burns," and "fallen salt." You really do pack a lot of emotion into each each line. Enjoyed, as always. Blessings.

Excellent. I tried very hard to imagine sketching burns, though it is possible ~ I was burnt with boiling water & (...), so I just imagined this along with your fourth line. The final line here is a superb turnaround. This one is deeply subconscious & illustrates much healing has been achieved. Well done ! It’s a GOLD.

engaging and captivating poem, dear Paige. Today it was sooo hot here, I found myself wanting a winter day. :-) wishing you well, hugs, Sara

Everyone dreams about a summer day when the cold becomes unbearable. Once the snow melts away, parks will come alive again.

Your poem is mysterious and captivating 'winter is dead in the streets'. A very unique and artistic poem <3

I am speechless. The vivid imagery you created here is simply magical ^___^ JCB

What a most soulfully moving imagery youv painted here, I felt this , especially the last line. I felt grief and angst and my chest tightened! Sending you light always…

When winter is severe we all long for a summer day. When winter is dead, playgrounds will be once more active.

the contrast between wretchedness of winter and bliss of summer is truly palpable...a pleasure to read you today, paige!

We want perfect days, or else feelings of empty places resides within. Unique, jots on thoughts. <3

Very cool using angel and winter imagery to show longing for summer. Great title and theme

Interesting imagery