This is breathtaking... I am glad I read this because it made me visualise so many things the same time... your piece kept me engaged and the flow is perfect, flawless and lively.... It captivated me through:)

This is a really great poem, I love it, and your word choice too:)
Just one thing, dont you think it needs some punctuation?

Good job

I love this poem,
nice flow.

Okayyy, so first off, great job capitaviating the reader with the imagery.

I liked the way you wrote it, making it pull the reader in until the end. Always a big thing with me.

Now, the word flow and the rhyming was good. It just needs a little more puniciation. ( or however it's spelled )Other than that, I see nothing else that needs correction.

Great job, this poem was very good. (4/5)
~Harlea

The imagery in this is amazing!! The reader now can feel as if they are there; the frigid moonlight, every breath. This was well written.

Every moment was a memory,
each breath a deadly sin,
as the wind whipped wide around me
pulling laughter from within.
^^
Favorite part of the poem, I like how you talk about the moments being a memory. Really powerful when you state that each breath is a deadly sin. The last two lines of this gave me chills as if I could really feel the winters wind.

EDIT: I came back to this once more because something about it intrigues me. I have already left a pretty in depth comment but I shall continue.

The ending was incredible. I enjoyed how it is almost a breath of new air. You can start over with a new day.

Overall the best part was how beautiful the rhyming flowed throughout the entire poem. You did an amazing job capturing all the different aspects of winter. I really love this! 5/5

I like this poem, i have read it 5 times and I can't figure out what it is about. And that intrigues me like you have no idea.

My first thoughts are that this piece is about that special place that many people have. Where we can go and look around and feel secure like at home. But the thing is that in this piece, this place is special only when the morning comes because that's when you feel less alone, that's when your soul stops feeling icy and warmth comes.

EDIT: So I'm still thinking about this.. could it be that you are wandering around in the forest per se and you got lost and finally a new day comes and that's where you find hope? that's where you find people... lol.. I can continue reading and new thoughts will fill my mind.

Second thought, You are on your way to visit a graveyard, you finally arrive to that tombstone ( ebon stone) where someone dear from you is at, but before arriving everything is scary around you because it's dark. The only one present is the moonlight and the darkness that makes everything seem haunted.. Waiting for a ghostly call, there are ghosts! hehe.

but when the sun comes out you can finally see that tomb where your dear is at and when the sun comes out that's when winter comes alive because you can feel this person's soul next to you. Memories come back alive and the laughter from within might mean that those are some awesome memories. And you feel less alone because due to the sun's rays you can finally spot that place.

Thanks for the trip, I'm not good at explainig the images that I see when I read, but you took me to a place in the forest under the moonlight to visit someone dear.. this was interesting. I am not into punctuation so I can't give any advice on that, but from my point of view this was well written.

My interpretation can be wrong but I enjoy this read.

Great job. The title really pulls you in first off and then when you begin to read it just engulfs you and captures your interest.

There is a place I know of
where winters come alive;
interred in deadly nightshade
so memories survive.

I love how you explained how winter is a living breathing being, the metaphor and word choice you used here was really vivid and surreal.

It was the icy moonlight
that saw me stopping there
amidst the trees and silence
where shadows sought to stare.

The moon watching you, I've written about that before to and I feel it is pretty powerful, I like the way you portrayed the moon as being icy as it is winter. I can easily feel the silence and the shadows watching you.

Gazing at an ebon stone
where the snow had failed to fall-
I waited in the darkness
just to hear some ghostly call.

Love this stanza, well written and great job on the rhyming.

Every moment was a memory,
each breath a deadly sin,
as the wind whipped wide around me
pulling laughter from within.

Favorite part of the poem, I like how you talk about the moments being a memory as that is what they are, I really love "each breath a deadly sin" real powerful and strongly stated. The wind whipping around you, the laughter really realistic and strongly explained. gave me goosebumps.

It was the frigid moonlight
that turned my soul to stone,
and the morning sun thereafter
that left me less alone.

Ending is perfect, I like how you ended it with hope and light, a new day has come and you are alive and not stone. Awesome job.

Great poem. It was fantastic too read and I read it more then once :) i like the emotions you pinned as you wrote :) Beautifully written :) 5/5 for sure

This was a very creative idea you came up with, a bit mysterious as to the setting of the scene and meaning because I am sure this will be interpreted in many ways.

I like your language choice of such powerful words as : interred, icy, frigid. all these words are ones which jumo out through out the poem giving an emphasis to the feeling of the poem.

I love the whole idea for when winter comes alive. I believe it is about losing someone because if I was answering this question for myself it would be when I have lost someone close to me. I feel icy cold and frozen and like everything around me is dark and uncomforting.

I like how in one stanza you referred to the moonlight as icy, then in the later stanza you refer to it as fridgid, both giving the idea of just how cold you felt and how everything seemed still around you except for the shadows moving.

I enjoyed this, well done.

Wow I really love this,amazing write and fantastic wording with good flow,,,I always knew u were a magnificent poet :) this is the poetry I love,just along the lines of Robert frost 5/5

Brrrr! A frigid moonlight! An icy moon! Soul turning to stone. Sounds like the moon, a symbol of love, has turned upon someone. Love the wordings.

"There is a place I know of
where winters come alive;
interred in wild wonderlands
so memories survive."

^^ This drew me in, it felt mysterious. I like how you said "winters come alive" rather than "winter comes alive" It gave it a nice rhythm.

"It was the icy moonlight
that saw me stopping there
amidst the trees and silence
where shadows sought to stare."

^^ Gave a great visual sense. I believe a midst is two words, I could very well be wrong though.

"Gazing at an ebon stone
where the snow had failed to fall-
I waited in the darkness
just to hear some ghostly call."

^^ I loved the use of ebon stone, it brought a very detailed sense of where you were standing and what exactly you'd be looking at.

"Every moment was a memory,
each breath a deadly sin,
as the wind whipped wide around me
pulling laughter from within."

^^ Saying, Every moment made a memory instead of Every moment was a memory, would flow a bit better with the rest of the stanza. It would also emphasize on the fact that it was happening and didn't happen before that moment.

"It was the frigid moonlight
that turned my soul to stone,
and the morning sun thereafter
that left me less alone."

^^ Ah, I liked the ending a lot.

Oh and if you were to capitalize the beginning of each sentence it would give each line more authority.

I'm new at this, so I hoped that helped in some way. But I really enjoyed the poem, it was beautifully written.

This was my favorite part...
as the wind whipped wide around me
pulling laughter from within.

This really brought the poem alive for me.
Great write!!!!!!!!!!!

Really good flow in the write. I really enjoyed your word choice. Great job.

Beautifully written, your poem takes the reader along with you on this winter adventure. Excellent

I liked it . a little confusing for me . but i like the description.

I like the title to this poem :)

Nice...pretty write...