Winter’s Kiss


Fertile ground in dormant slumber
  unmade bed of rusted green
Smoothed by winter’s coverlet
  still, in silent preparation

Can you see beauty
  in the skeleton tree lines?
The jubilation of up-stretched limbs?

Shadow crowns dance
  over blankets of fresh snow
New canvas for angel wings

Can you find solace
  in the sound of brittle steps?
The bite of frigid air?

Allow the earth to catch you
  in buoyant powder
Feel the awakening kiss
  on your bare neck

© Amanda Reilly Sayer

2 thoughts on “Winter’s Kiss

  1. this is a poem that is beautifully written. it’s sparse, direct language effectively mirrors winter and at the same time it has built within not only the foretelling of a spring, but also the inseparable nature of winter/spring. you can’t have one without the other.

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