The Weight of Winter

I could run from you, you know
Try to stop me with a single blow
A mighty gust is your admonition
Husky whispers of opposition
My blood slows under your icy eyes
A frigid man whom I despise 
You’ll strip the colour from my skin
Trick my nerves to burn within
Your face is calm for all is planned
As you blot out life 
with the weight 
of your snow white hand.
Copyright © | Year Posted 2013

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November 2, 2016 at 7:14 AM
Loved this darker view of winter. Makes me think of 'Old Man Winter' a white hairy ogre that only wants to ruin summer. :) Where I live, winter is a wimp, summer rules the area. Every once in a while I think I'd like to experience winter again, but then I will travel to it and remember why I'd rather be at the beach under a warm sun. This was really nice Krystal. Gave me a chill as I read it. :)
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November 3, 2016 at 11:25 AM
I like the sound of where you live! haha. Beach life trumps winter wonderland any day.
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February 8, 2016 at 1:32 PM
AWESOME
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May 1, 2013 at 11:59 PM
I love this personification of winter. SuZ
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March 14, 2013 at 8:47 PM
Scary, and cold. Very super awesomeness.
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May 1, 2013 at 9:13 AM
haha, thank you! :)
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