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A Winter Night
Silently rolling still
'Neath cast planetary night
Breathes the crystalline horizon
Under ages of eon
Befallen crescent eclipse
Barren cold barrels
As frost planes sweep
Freezing with a touch
Where the earthen gathers
From ether to dust
Stopping waterways
Like time in space afar
Courses meander
Between the deep
Unfolding suspense
Traveling distant
Atmospheric pass
As silhouette and shadow
Over winter bend
Pale skeletal moonlight
Temperate matter
Blanket wilderness
Lest yonder trekked
Tomorrow remembers
Suns vertical vantage
Depth perception arises
From hard below
To mystify above
Cascading climate
In meadow quarts reflection
Clear landscape
Ice-coated surface solid
Whence returned unto
Visual aesthetic
Vivid senses
Bringing frigid life
After harvest to reap
Skies of arctic nature
Encircling whirlwinds
Transition seasonal
'Neath cast planetary night
Breathes the crystalline horizon
Under ages of eon
Befallen crescent eclipse
Barren cold barrels
As frost planes sweep
Freezing with a touch
Where the earthen gathers
From ether to dust
Stopping waterways
Like time in space afar
Courses meander
Between the deep
Unfolding suspense
Traveling distant
Atmospheric pass
As silhouette and shadow
Over winter bend
Pale skeletal moonlight
Temperate matter
Blanket wilderness
Lest yonder trekked
Tomorrow remembers
Suns vertical vantage
Depth perception arises
From hard below
To mystify above
Cascading climate
In meadow quarts reflection
Clear landscape
Ice-coated surface solid
Whence returned unto
Visual aesthetic
Vivid senses
Bringing frigid life
After harvest to reap
Skies of arctic nature
Encircling whirlwinds
Transition seasonal
Published 23rd Oct 2024
| Edited 24th Oct 2024
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23rd Oct 2024 2:11pm
That was magnificent! If I served as a small inspiration,
I feel truly honored.
I loved the atmosphere, earth being stricken with winter.
I felt the cold. And the style of this poem was different for you,
but came together so well.
It truly felt like a winter night.
I feel truly honored.
I loved the atmosphere, earth being stricken with winter.
I felt the cold. And the style of this poem was different for you,
but came together so well.
It truly felt like a winter night.
23rd Oct 2024 2:14pm
Wow, thanks so much for the positive commentary! Like I said, I just got a flare of inspiration for some reason when I was reading your poem, and that gave me the push to write this. I was more focusing on the theme of nature and things to do with the mind and understanding space, in conjunction with metaphorical disposition. It's not my most positive write, heh. Anyway, again, thanks for being my pen pal. I'll see you around!
