Poetry

A Winter's Tale

Dusk's air - cold and harsh, announces it's majestic silence.

A sunset sky, bruised with purple and gold rests upon

Barren fields richly veiled in Winter's dormant bliss.

Trees hide behind their dark and mournful silhouettes as

The Wind whispers the Secrets of Life to all but one.

Her Soul yearns to know the respite of serenity while

Promises of Grace are forbidden by a broken Heart.

Impossibilities are confronted by the foreshadowing of Hope as

Empathy weeps for her broken dreams and shattered self.

She waits for the Reckoning, praying that it never comes.


Copyright 1-14-10 by Amy Bishop
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