..'a warm winter'
a path clad in velvet white
naked branches unashamed
a cantata in stillness
it sings of you, i sing too
the sun on a hiatus
the coming home is early
so a fire crackles with glee
togetherness to sing to..
/original/z.g.
Monday, December 22, 2008
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10 comments:
Warm, charming, lovely! So nicely done!
Oh, to experience that glee--and the coming home! Thanks for this work.
From a shiver to cosy warmth. You took me with you.
Lovely.
your winter beauty makes me forget the cold!...your words are so warm & inviting
Deborah Godin said...
"That long poem you write for A Winter's Day is absolutely stunning! I always enjoy your words, but that one really stood out for me!"
December 22, 2008 3:21 PM
Dear Zoya--
I too think about the nakedness of the trees and how vulnerable they are. I really liked your poem. It felt, like others have said, warm and relaxed! Thanks~~~
..Many Thanks To All Of U..
Hey Zoya, this is neat. Get off early and hurry home. I have at times marvelled at how people are in such a hurry home regularly. Early is best.
I finally put up my little winter day bit. You can decide its ending.
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I so enjoyed this piece. A cantata in stillness is wonderful! Merry Christmas this third day on.
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..namastey!~