Kikuyu_Black_Paws Posted October 7, 2009 Report Share Posted October 7, 2009 (edited) Winter is coming Its breath stings The stars seem to shiver With the cold that it brings The wind rattles Bare branches of my tree The red of the fire Doesn't warm me Outside the window The wind cries And darkness creeps Into my eyes The rose is dead Its petals brown And again the storm howls Like the wail of a hound The forest sleeps Silent in frost All around me is dead And I feel lost No warm grass No bare feet The heady scent of flowers Is just a memory I wish to sleep To pass time by Someone wake me again When there is warmth in the sky When flowers bloom And green trees smile Until that time of living Please let me sleep awhile. Edited October 7, 2009 by Kikuyu Black Paws Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Peredhil Posted October 8, 2009 Report Share Posted October 8, 2009 wow. you gave words to my Seasonal Affective Disorder. *hugs* Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Ozymandias Posted October 27, 2009 Report Share Posted October 27, 2009 *brings Pered and Kiku sympathy cocoa. With tiny sympathy marshmallows.* Even when you write about grim times/settings such as you write here, Kiku, your work is always a joy for me to read. The way you write is so very reminiscent of the oldest building blocks of fantasy stories that I read this one, and after guiltily *remembering* that winter and you get along this way, my next thoughts were of Hans Christian Andersen's 'The Snow Queen' quickly followed by Hades and Persephone- and that happens with one epic or another in every piece I read of yours. Those times and places are happier, more hopeful ones for me, always have been, so reading your work always picks *me* up. Thank you. Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
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