Meg Anderson Poet Free verse

Window of Mine

Falling fast and hard with a chill in the air… I am drenched with the essence of winter…Safe and sound I am content in my warm and cozy home where I hide…

What do I see? Out of this window of mine…

The harsh storm grows stronger as I gaze intently…The wind billows along searching for its target to tear down and destroy…

What do I see? Out of this window of mine…

I cringe as I stand…my eyes deceived by the site…It takes its first victim… with unfounded strength, small and large, branches are yanked off a tall hollow tree… lay scattered on the frozen terrain…

What do I see? Out of this window of mine…

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Arthur Vaso January 12, 2015 at 2:05 PM Being exotic, unique and different is a blessing! Meg Anderson January 12, 2015 at 2:53 PM Awe thank you! True. Lol

Arthur Vaso January 11, 2015 at 11:31 PM Loved this Meghann! oh and what a beautiful name indeed! Meg Anderson January 12, 2015 at 6:29 AM Awe thanks, I never really liked my name. I always wished had had a normal name then people would not say it wrong or spell it wrong.

Maurice Yvonne January 9, 2015 at 3:43 PM Meg, Maurice Yvonne is composed of my father's and mother's first names respectively! I chose it as a pen name. My first name is Armand, you don't have to remember that, just wanted to be honest! Meg Anderson January 9, 2015 at 3:49 PM Well Armand it is! Well my first name is Meghann ( which everyone spelled wrong my whole life, so now its just Meg). Thank you for taking the time to read my poems!

Maurice Yvonne January 9, 2015 at 3:26 PM Wow, I had no idea you were living next door to me! Excellent write! Meg Anderson January 9, 2015 at 3:37 PM Maurice you are funny! I didn't know either. I hope you keep warm!

Liam Mcdaid January 9, 2015 at 2:37 PM powerful picture you paint meg excellent style Meg Anderson January 9, 2015 at 3:07 PM Liam, awe thank you! Sometimes I get taken away with the weather and just have to write about it!

Kevin Leake January 8, 2015 at 1:57 PM Hi Meg, A really good write and lovely imagining But I'm staying nice and cosy, even though you've given me the chills!!! Great Stuff Kevin Meg Anderson January 8, 2015 at 2:42 PM Kevin, lol. Sorry. Yeah I like writing from the inside looking outside. Thanks!

Ralph Sergi January 8, 2015 at 9:12 AM hi Meg, nice to know you. I love poems when you gaze out of the window. A beautiful poetic description! Meg Anderson January 8, 2015 at 10:54 AM Yes, there is so much to see and visualize when looking out! Thanks

Robert Johnson January 7, 2015 at 9:18 PM Winter would be so much nicer if it didn't have to get so terribly cold. I live in MN. 30 below wind chill and blizzard warnings. Yahoo! Stay cool in your warm cozy home. Peace. :) Meg Anderson January 7, 2015 at 9:22 PM Thank you. You stay warm as well. I suddenly don't feel as cold. I live in New York and it is rare that it gets this cold. I do not know if I could handle it on a regular basis.

David Meade January 7, 2015 at 1:06 PM A winter storm -- strong, violent, powerful -- your words captures the spirit of the storm and the warmth of a home. lovely. Meg Anderson January 7, 2015 at 1:12 PM Awe David, thank you. I have been looking out my window for the past hour just watching the snow and got inspired! Meg