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With it she brings night and her cool crisp breath,
as she playfully blows about the casualties’ of death.

Her disrobed victims are left swaying in her wake,
most life has taken flight leaving little left to take.

As she smothers the suns rays with her blanket of grey,
the last few signs of life quickly start to fade away.

Snowflakes soon will fall, in sorrow she will cry.
For everything that lives, it is said, too shall die.

Entombed by her tears and silenced by the same.
She will sleep, as this shall pass, as quickly as it came.

But soon, breath warmed from slumber, she’ll awaken the sun.
Melting her tears and undoing what was done.

Tonya

That was really cool (pun intended)...the trees dying for the winter, the birds flying south...Mother Winter ...Tonya, that rocked! Thank you for sharing that with us...it made me cold yet warmed my heart
Peace and Love,
Steve
P.S. Hope to C U 2morrow at the dinner..

Hi, Tonya--enjoyed your poem alot...thanks...very visual and i liked the easy flow to the poem. Hope you write more!! Just wondering why "DonnaFlippingReed" works for you --are u a stay at home mom? Peace and Love---- Jeanne

Thank you both for your comments I appreciate the criticism, as for the handle "DonnaFlippinReed", the name Donna Reed has always been made me think of the perfect homemaker with the tiny waist, perfect hair, wonderfully respectful family and children....perfect in every way, Well that is so NOT me, instead I conjured DonnaFlippinReed. Donna done my way!

That is kind of what i thought...LOVE IT! LOL...Very clever and kind of Roseanne'ish...you know, sweet yet SO not Donna Reed...thats rich

Hi Not-Donna but Tonya,

A very keen-eyed presenting of death & rebirth through the figure of Mother Nature who very interestingly causes death, is sorry for the fact, & then crying herself into her own tomb sleeps herself into a warm enough breathing (echoes of Genesis here) to then wake up the sun she's blocked out to sleep. Nature as both a killing & CPR Mother. Wow! I'm liking much. The "disrobed victims" simply chilling--pun intended.

Great to meet you Saturday nite. Hope to see you tonite at PFLAG.

Cheers, love, joy, peace, & slainte,

Tam/Tom

DonnaFR!
great poem. I love the darkness.

Thank you for the comments....as for the darkness, Eros, I can try to write something happy and upbeat and I really have to work at it, but darkness, sadness etc. It just flows. Tam, your insight seems to be better then mine, I look forward to your critique of future post.

Thanks, T

Sunshine and Lolly pops....

Here goes my ignorant read of your piece, Tonya. I found your piece very realistic..........life and death, comes to us all in one form or another. Spring is my favorite season of the year.

Blessings,
Gerry