Winter’s Melody 

Shifting of branches
Crack of her limbs
A melody of tinkling,
The cause for my grin.
Ice sliding downward
Upon a water bed,
And these sounds,
Caused by the wind.
A reason for pause
A merge of solitude,
I wonder what if
or possibly, what then.
Turning to ask,
A fog of memories,
Finding you further away
And our story, at its end.

37 thoughts on “Winter’s Melody 

  1. That is some photo, Audrey. Ice on all the branches is truly an amazing sight, but do be careful walking under.

    As for your poem, wondrously and beautifully graphic, but you are still pining and I am still sad for you.


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