The frost begins.
Frozen berries
softly jeweled
like precious stones
on this barren vine.
I plucked a frozen flower
as quiet fills
this closing hour.
My heart
has turned to winter.
Do not beg
to love me.
There are
no refunds left
and this destiny
has sailed.
copyright Es-tee Miller
When you remove the risk, you remove the challenge. When you remove the challenge, you wither on the vine…Alex Lowe
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I know I'm a stargazing,skywatching,storm loving, sungazing addict. Environmentalist, political blogger, professional photographer, writer, artist...my favourite quote is:
"If the sight of the blue skies fills you with joy,
if a blade of grass springing up in the fields has power to move you,
if the simple things of nature have a message that you understand,
rejoice, for your soul is alive".
~ Eleonora Duse ~
...my soul is definitely alive.
Love this poem (and the others Estee) I see a book of poetry begging to be published . . . I’d like to be the first to pre-order a copy ; – )
Thanks Donna… will keep you posted..;-)