Winter Walk
Pine trees leaves
playing hands in the wind
soft on piano keys.
Holding my own hand
quiet suggestion
lone life brought together
by folded feathers, pierced
with fantasia and heather.
Night becomes day
winter becomes day
and I draw closer.
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7 comments:
Welcome to blogging Gab! I love you and your writing. I am happy for your upcoming move. It was the right decision.
Love your sister,
Mindy
Love the blog Gabby! That is a great poem. Keep em coming!
JEn
nice blog! keep on!
i love poetry,,
Poetry is d best medium to express oneself. best of luck for ur career ahead.
great piece..it is already beautiful though you labeled it "unfinished"..so how much more if you made it done??--more beautiful then :)
wow..what a great profession:)
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