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Open Poetry #24

Whispers of Father Winter

dhicks03
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since 2002-12-26

Posts 267
Missouri,USA

0 posted 2003-02-10 03:42 AM

Upon the snow white pages
Time dries the blood ink that cries
Another piece of me flows
Belies the heart for the entire world to see
Only sheltered from perspectives
Made of fact or fiction,
Some wonder, others ponder,
Some know, others can only speculate,
Still others hesitate, some never to care.

As I allow the whispers of Father winter
To bring about a voice from within
Telling me to once again,
Write down my soul word for word
The influence of yesterday now long ago
Writes another time line upon my face
That I may share with God’s grace…tomorrow

Someday, this all too shall pass
The blizzards
The shadows
The stars
Even time itself
Will never last
For Father winter will speak to me no more
My Spirit and I shall walk through my maker’s door
The blood ink written upon pages of snow
Shall in a whisper…turn to ashes

passing shadows
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since 1999-08-26

Posts 45577
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1 posted 2003-02-10 03:49 AM

this is sad...a kind of somber acceptance, raw and honest, or maybe it's the melancholy mood I'm in already...

Ericc
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since 2003-01-31

Posts 4178

2 posted 2003-02-10 04:33 PM

Wow...there is a beauty here that underscores everything.
Excellent poem!
Eric

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