Paige Hind Poet Footle

Making Wintertime

pale wind
blows in

inside
o u t s i d e

walked ground
walked down

snowflakes
loose gate

songbirds
stillbirth

bleak boughs
shadow

long death
short breath

staid stars
so far

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                       pale wind
                       blows in

                       outside
                       i n s i d e 

                      walked ground
                      walked down

                       palm feels
                       chime bells

                       shivers
                       enter

                      cold's will
                      healed, filled

                      fireplace
                      heat's gait

                      a thaw
                      trauma

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sara Etgen-Baker December 30, 2025 at 5:35 PM wow, impressive footle...one that had a hint of sadness to it. Wishing you a Happy New Year, Paige. Thanks for your support in 2025, hugs, Sara

Kim Rodrigues December 28, 2025 at 7:28 PM I think from your writes that you lost a child… My children all had viable births until the last one at remarriage. My eldest had an ectopic pregnancy. She hadn’t told us beforehand. I find myself wondering about that child. I hope to meet him or her in heaven… Hugs. Paige Hind December 28, 2025 at 7:57 PM Hello, dear Kim. I noticed on this poem and a few others you were wondering about the direction I was taking in my poetry. Imagery is purely raw and can be taken however you wish- I hide in my metaphors and I believe it helps others to be comforted that way in my poetry. Kim, thank you. Tonight this is just a lot of old poetry I dug out and placed back on my page. Love always, <3 xxoo