Winter Blues

it is snowing and I press my palm against my heart . . . I am holding in an awful ache and p a i n I have for years and my soul is stone COLD and bleeding ice snow is f a l l i n g and melting into tears and each year at this time I have Winter blues . . . weeping echoes are fading away, and those dead will be forever and ever- I w h i s p e r to them- and place a RED rose to my lips and leave it d y i n g on their tomb inside me is this horrid emptiness and a dagger has been PLUNGED into my heart and frozen there forevermore . . . I cannot not fathom a life without my- b e l o v e d but I must go on and snow is FALLING and melting into tears . . . . ________________________ November 30, 2016(Revised) Poetry/Free Verse/Winter Blues Copyright Protected, ID 16-9783-64-0 All Rights Reserved. Written Under Pseudonym. Submitted to the contest, Free Verse: Winter Blues sponsor, Laura Loo First Place