Winter Cold

Spring is here, yet winter has not left us.
It's a time for blossoms to come forth - but they are freezing
from the cold.
Look out a window and see the bright sun shining everywhere,
see the warmth hanging in the air?
Outside the door, I take a step, my breath I can see blowing
in the wind.
It's cold against my skin and quickly I step back in.
Contented now to watch the warm looking sunshine from a window
within my heated room.

by RoseAnn V. Shawiak

Comments (32)

outside we've got drifts as tall as me, and it's all kinds of cold. Your penning is perfect, like looking right out the window. Pretty good writing there. tyfs
Yes RoseAnn, Life is a mixed bag. Spring is here, winter has not left us, A good poem reflecting reality,
Spring is here, yet winter has not left us. Nicely portrayed and communicated.
Liked the delicate opening line.. Enjoyed reading the write
Just been reviewing some really bad poems on Poemhunter. Then I came across your poem. Your English is good. The 2nd line: but they are freezing from the cold. You know what that's called? Pathetic fallacy. I am sure you can do better than that. Can you SEE the warmth hanging in the air? Think again! You need another verb there. I don't think you SEE warmth. (And note, you've repeated the word 'see' again in the next line. I'm sure you have a better vocabulary.) There's a lot of potential in this poem, but you need to sharpen your skills a little more. Don't let these insincere flatterers who rave about every poem get you trapped in the delusion that you are top rate. We all need to learn so much more - to craft and shape a true work of art demands discipline. Not this mushy flattery from people who don't know English (and are better off, writing in their native languages!)
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