Emile Pinet Poet Pantoum

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Winter Clings

Winter clings to my aching bones:
sending chills running down my spine.
Searching for any sign of Spring,
my heart hungers for a warm breeze.

Sending chills running down my spine,
Winter's a season to survive.
My heart hungers for a warm breeze,
inhaling Winter's freezing breath.

Winter's a season to survive,
instincts honed to a razor's edge.
Inhaling Winter's freezing breath;
Winter's kiss oft tastes bittersweet.

Instincts honed to a razor's edge:
my emotions become extreme.
Winter's kiss oft tastes bittersweet,
as Her frozen lips numb my heart.

My emotions become extreme,
Winter's stay is crushing my hopes.
As Her frozen lips numb my heart,
pursuing dreams that never were.

Winter's stay is crushing my hopes,
searching for any sign of Spring.
Pursuing dreams that never were,
Winter clings to my aching bones.

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Charles Reese August 17, 2018 at 10:47 AM I see you went the non traditional style with your rhyme pattern. This is a well done pantoum. This style is a favorite of mine to write as the poem help write itself, and is a great style to write a story. Well done Emile. Emile Pinet August 17, 2018 at 2:07 PM Thanks Charles, I appreciate your support and input my friend, Emile.

Line Gauthier August 11, 2018 at 12:19 PM Well done, Emile. Lovely lines. Emile Pinet August 11, 2018 at 12:37 PM Thanks Line, I appreciate your support my friend, Emile.

Tom Cunningham August 10, 2018 at 10:10 AM Well written Emile, have only written one and I did struggle if I'm honest . Tom Emile Pinet August 10, 2018 at 10:44 AM Thanks Tom, I appreciate your support my friend, Emile.