Get Your Premium Membership

Winter Blues

Poet's Notes
(Show)

Become a Premium Member and post notes and photos about your poem like Victor Buhagiar.


The mistral cold wind blew incessantly wild, Winding in the streets, its glacial currents in and around The apartment blocks where all frosted windows Were tightly secure. Still the bleak wintry chill entered From tiny ruptured chinks and spread inside Annihilating the miserly heat emitted By old cranky air conditioners and gas heaters. Occasional bursts of strong wind blew Some soft snow up like winnowed chaff. One hopes the homeless found some place to rest.

Copyright © | Year Posted 2021




Post Comments

Poetrysoup is an environment of encouragement and growth so only provide specific positive comments that indicate what you appreciate about the poem. Negative comments will result your account being banned.

Please Login to post a comment

Date: 1/16/2021 3:21:00 AM
Oh wow such a great thinking and write on the biting cold winter and those homeless who suffer.... just yesterday, I wrote a short poem on the homeless for contest..I just read this now, ... and yes it is so pathetic to see people lying down in the open spending their winter nights under the open sky. GREAT work Victor ~ Ani
Login to Reply
Date: 1/15/2021 8:33:00 AM
Imagine no home to go to in the wintry snow, it’s no way for anyone to live. Beautiful words Victor and a lovely picture~~ Belle
Login to Reply
Date: 1/14/2021 1:25:00 PM
"One hopes the homeless found some place to rest" This thought touches my heart so deeply. I am keeping those in need, in my prayers. Many wonderful blessings to you. Hugs, Brandy
Login to Reply
Date: 1/14/2021 1:09:00 PM
Hi Victor, My heart goes out to the homeless because of the season and these trying times. Good content and vivid imagery. Well done, my friend-Alexis
Login to Reply
Date: 1/14/2021 11:59:00 AM
WoW! What a time to have nowhere to go. A great write with super imagery and wonderful expression. As always it's a captivating piece. Love the pic. God Bless, JB
Login to Reply
Date: 1/14/2021 11:36:00 AM
A fave! I looked up “mistral” nice word!
Login to Reply
Date: 1/14/2021 7:04:00 AM
The icy cold can be cruel to those without shelter. Terrific images and write. Hugs
Login to Reply
Date: 1/14/2021 5:45:00 AM
The ending line spells the essence of your poem, Victor. Awesome details bring alive the winter scenery.
Login to Reply
Date: 1/14/2021 3:56:00 AM
A lovely thoughtful piece Victor, really nice imagery and insightful thought. Blessings,Gordon
Login to Reply
Date: 1/14/2021 3:49:00 AM
Yes, homelessness is so sad. God bless you sweet Victor. God bless you always
Login to Reply
Date: 1/14/2021 1:03:00 AM
- Being homeless must be cruel ... especially in the winter, Victor - A great poem :) - hugs // Anne-Lise :)
Login to Reply
Date: 1/13/2021 11:59:00 PM
thought provoking piece Victor, even if we have draughts in the house those on the streets are exposed to winter's icy blast with no place to call home. hugs jan xx
Login to Reply

Book: Reflection on the Important Things