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The leaves have surrendered to a chill-wintry wind,
sending shudders up the backs of bare trees.
Their crisp silhouettes rattle against a grey-fog sky,
and I hold my breath for a moment
half expecting the boughs to shatter.

My feet are snug between three layers of socks,
stuffed and packed into my cotton-lined boots.
With confidence I try the ice puddle that
hugs the tree’s upturned roots.
One step,
One step's all it takes to break the shell
and expose the slushy ice bath beneath.
Into hands cupped over my mouth, I sigh...
No ice skating today.
©2006-2009 ~sweetcapris
:iconsweetcapris:

Author's Comments

Winter is somewhat easy to write about. Prompt peice for =willowinsanity and inspired by naked trees, ice palaces, and baths.

Creative title? yeah, that's what I was thinking. Suggestions are super. :)

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:iconthecoolbeane:
the first verse of this piece does the best job of describing just how *crisply* frosty it really is;
the idea of spine-chilling winds making the trees shudder is just awesome!

It is a little hard to reconcile such a great picture of a icy day with the slush puddle beneath.. I wonder how it escapes freezification... but I like a good mystery too. I'll think on it.

p.s. 1st post, woot!

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2 pockets full
:iconthelemaj:
Poets about nature are just great.

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The fiery windowsills of a setting sun.
:iconsweetcapris:
Yeah, I see what you mean. I guess it's a mystery until it's solved. Perhaps I'll throw in a "Coldness seemed to settle overnight" and try linking it or something like that to clarify. What do you think?

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AFOOT and light-hearted, I take to the open road.
:iconsweetcapris:
:) Thank you.

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AFOOT and light-hearted, I take to the open road.
:iconthelemaj:
I actually meant "poems" but wasn't even paying attention to my own comment. Sorry, sleepy. I enjoyed reading your poem. As I said, I love anything related to nature, specially when the choice of words is as good as yours.

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The fiery windowsills of a setting sun.
:iconl0stwhispers:
This is absolutely lovely! =D I've never had winter here in Singapore, but well, yea, this poem kind of brought me that chilly warmth inside. =) Awesome!

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You don't know me.
So don't act like you do.
Don't ask me either,
'Cause I too don't have a clue.

... Evelyn ...
:iconsweetcapris:
I didn't even realize you put 'poets'! I read 'poems', lol. But really, thanks so much.

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AFOOT and light-hearted, I take to the open road.
:iconsweetcapris:
a chilly warmth? haha. Thank you for the compliment :)

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AFOOT and light-hearted, I take to the open road.
:iconl0stwhispers:
:giggle: Yea a chilly warmth. ;)

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You don't know me.
So don't act like you do.
Don't ask me either,
'Cause I too don't have a clue.

... Evelyn ...

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