Frozen © Lori 11/13/2019 Get link Facebook Twitter Pinterest Email Other Apps Frozen White whispers Into frozen air Take me to winter Where darkness is deep And the cold profound Words: ©2019LCR Image: CCO Submitted to: Poet's United - Winter Labels: 17 Words Cold Darkness Image Poetry Winter Get link Facebook Twitter Pinterest Email Other Apps Comments Susan13 November 2019 at 11:17I can see the white breath in the chilled air.ReplyDeleteRepliesLori13 November 2019 at 14:21That's exactly the image I was hoping that capture. Thank you. DeleteRepliesReplyReplySherry Blue Sky13 November 2019 at 12:04A beautiful poem and image. I love it! I love the blue tinge the world takes on when it snows. Always have loved that winter blue.ReplyDeleteRepliesLori13 November 2019 at 14:21Thank you. I'm glad when the two are able to come together so well. DeleteRepliesReplyReplyRon.13 November 2019 at 12:11MarvelousReplyDeleteRepliesReplyMarja13 November 2019 at 13:12wow the poem and picture are an excellent blend Beautiful Love the deep darknessReplyDeleteRepliesLori13 November 2019 at 14:22Thank you very much. I just loved how cold it felt. DeleteRepliesReplyReplyTruedessa13 November 2019 at 18:17This is a wonderful piece, the cold is profound.ReplyDeleteRepliesLori14 November 2019 at 07:48Yes, thank you!DeleteRepliesReplyReplyOld Egg13 November 2019 at 18:42I wonder whether loving the cold winter is merely an excuse for not living in a warm and friendly climate? I saw and felt the cold of northern european winters in wartime in my childhood many years ago this pursuaded me that a move south to Australia was preferable. Your poem is however delightful something like ice-cream running down your chin.ReplyDeleteRepliesLori14 November 2019 at 07:50Lol... As a Canadian I think we're taught (persuaded?) as children to love the winter. I think I have more of a love/hate relationship with it. I'm looking out my window to watch the snow fall right now and from inside it is beautifully lovely but I'm not looking forward to going out to shovel it later. I would not be averse to a southern sojourn and some of that ice cream. DeleteRepliesReplyReplyJoel (@Stranded Tree)14 November 2019 at 00:06During winter, the darkness is deeper but the stars are much more profound and clear. Thank you, LoriReplyDeleteRepliesLori14 November 2019 at 07:51That is very true! Thank you so much. DeleteRepliesReplyReplyKim M. Russell14 November 2019 at 03:58This is so beautiful, Lori! I love the image of 'white whispers Into frozen air'.ReplyDeleteRepliesLori14 November 2019 at 07:52When the cold takes your breath away and then gives it back to you in white puffs that you can see. I always find it mesmerizing to watch people talk when you can see the words come from their mouths in white whispers. DeleteRepliesReplyReplyrallentanda14 November 2019 at 09:06Oooooo....no thanks . I admire you all for surviving winters. ReplyDeleteRepliesLori14 November 2019 at 09:23Lol! Thanks! DeleteRepliesReplyReplyMagical Mystical Teacher14 November 2019 at 10:37Profundity is a good place to go.ReplyDeleteRepliesLori14 November 2019 at 10:52Definitely.DeleteRepliesReplyReplyFireblossom14 November 2019 at 12:38Yeah, oh yeah. As a winter lover, I love this.ReplyDeleteRepliesLori14 November 2019 at 17:54Very nice! Thank you. DeleteRepliesReplyReplyEileen T O'Neill .....14 November 2019 at 14:13Lori,Oh my, you created a painting with your words....a beautiful frozen landscape. Your image works very well..ReplyDeleteRepliesLori14 November 2019 at 17:54Thank you. I really liked the frosty feel of it. DeleteRepliesReplyReplypurplepeninportland.com15 November 2019 at 20:37You found a perfect photo to match the feel of this poem.ReplyDeleteRepliesLori15 November 2019 at 21:30Thank you so much. DeleteRepliesReplyReplyAdd commentLoad more... Post a Comment Thank you for taking the time to read and comment!