Winter Tombs

by Sunshine   Dec 1, 2015


Shall the haze of winter
bring to stillness
some little life;
shall it wheeze and rumble
past the timber door.

For the creeks to flood
and submerge
the dry cracks
of the wall.

For the leafs to flee
the wooden webs,
to jumble into a mess
of colors as they fall.

Perchance it revives
beneath the tombs,
the missing chaos of air,
and the murky smell of life.

by: Rania Moallem

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  • 8 years ago

    by Maple Tree

    Ms Sunshine wrote a captivating poem this week.

    I really like that she placed it within the misc. category. My reasons is, nature (Winter) is the hidden message throughout.. but Her key word of Tombs.. sheds a dark and sorrowful feel to it. Very elegant!

    Winter can be depressing, making one feel loneliness and even death. A dying tree withers, that is a visual that spoke to me within this poem! Wonderful write!!

  • 8 years ago

    by Dagmar Wilson

    Beautiful written.

  • 8 years ago

    by Ben Pickard

    What a beautifully crafted and descriptive little piece you have written here, Rania. A really tight and rhythmic poem.
    All the very best and I hope you are well,
    Ben

  • 8 years ago

    by Maher

    Cold, dark and musty. I like it. For so little words, the imagery they create is intense. Again, I like it :)

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