09-26-2024, 03:57 AM
Some heartache, sadness, sleeplessness and an attempt to feel a loved one's grief bore this. I haven't written poetry since grade school and wrote 5 poems this week.
Thanks in advance for any critique or just a general reaction. Be honest, I'm not attached to this so don't worry about hurting my feelings, just wanted to see what others thought.
This winter will end
They always do
The cold evening frosts
Make way to morning dew
The endless dark days
Grow back into warm
The grey black abyss
Yields a first springs storm
Some patches of ice
May never go away
But the melting of snow
Will sprout flowers one day
Thanks in advance for any critique or just a general reaction. Be honest, I'm not attached to this so don't worry about hurting my feelings, just wanted to see what others thought.
This winter will end
They always do
The cold evening frosts
Make way to morning dew
The endless dark days
Grow back into warm
The grey black abyss
Yields a first springs storm
Some patches of ice
May never go away
But the melting of snow
Will sprout flowers one day