Winter Chills........maybe

by gracey grey   Oct 11, 2008


Winter still emerges; radiant. Forever to linger as cool evening breeze sways; motionless.
While clouds form shapes; haphazard. No one floats but I- alone.
Chills my thrills; lost. Alone and lost.
This vast emptiness could be heaven. This chunk of lump could be the ultimate crown after-all......
Deep in solitude I could meditate and maybe, just maybe drift far from existence.

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  • 15 years ago

    by Mr. Darcy

    Grace..I will comment as I read, I hope that is okay?

    Radiant winter..good description for winter is, especially on a snow scene with the sun gleaming off the crisp, whit snow.
    The scene, cold, quiet, lonely..perhaps?
    A definite sense of solitude here, feeling that the world and you are travelling at different speeds, not realising your exsistance? *chills my thrills..good illiteration*
    Heavens cloud upon your head, a crown, but too late now, maybe? *chunk of lump :O)*
    In meditation one could indeed escape, relealise some serenity in one own mind.

    A profound piece with nicely chosen words.

    I liked it a lot.

    Well done

    Michael

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