Winter’s breeze whistles
Gently reaching through cracks
Longing to stroke meGently reaching through cracks
Gaining unwanted entry
Ice fingers trace skinLonging to stroke me
Wrapping me in cold embrace
Delights as frost bites
(#Troiku)
©Vivian Zems
Smell The Coffee 
November 28, 2017 at 5:17 am
Vivian – I am very touched since I played in the piano ” Like A Breeze”, here is my clip, hope you will enjoy the melody:
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November 28, 2017 at 1:53 pm
Thank you! 🙂 Great piece you played there!
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November 28, 2017 at 5:06 pm
Your opening stanza is brilliant!💘 I could almost feel winter and its allure in it 🙂
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November 28, 2017 at 6:22 pm
Thanks, Sanaa😊
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November 28, 2017 at 5:09 pm
That last line gave ma terrified little shiver, with its flesh-biting (not funny at all when you look at it) humor… my favorite kind. 🙂
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November 28, 2017 at 6:19 pm
Thank you! Glad you like it 😊
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November 28, 2017 at 7:13 pm
perfectly wonderfully captured in the essence, and the form, the troiku, just reinforces it – and now, I have shivers – late fall/winter sneaking in shivers!
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November 28, 2017 at 9:33 pm
I can feel he ice in my bones.
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November 29, 2017 at 2:33 am
A wintery poem…….the cold does find its way in.
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November 29, 2017 at 5:41 am
Always! 🙂
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November 30, 2017 at 4:49 am
Your ending is chilling. I don’t like winter and I will be driving from Houston right into it next week. I will avoid winter’s frostbite.
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November 30, 2017 at 7:40 am
Thanks Susie- Wrap up warm!😊
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