Chill permeates the frost-covered grass
And bare trees rustle quietly.
Grey skies loom, threatening war
And wind slices your breath
When it leaves your lips.
A snowflake falls.
Zip your coat,
Winter’s
Here.
Photo courtesy of Paul Green at Unsplash
Winter
12 responses to “Winter”
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The wind slicing my breath is the image that will stay with me. I also really liked the threat of the grey skies. I wanted this to be a little more economical with its words, for instance, “quietly” isn’t necessary because “rustling” is quiet by definition, and “chill permeating frosty grass” is redundant.
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Oh, I see what you’re saying. I was trying my best to evoke a quiet winter scene, but I understand what you mean. I’ll try the nonet again. It was fun.
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I still have to give that show a second chance. Only ever made it through the first episode.
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Danielle Dayney 
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