by
Deanna Schrayer
Her soul is caught
Trapped under the depths
Of an eerie blanket, of heavy snow
The heart squeezed tight
With love?
With hunger?
In preparation of the coming storm
So that tomorrow
She will emerge strong
And filled with purpose
6 comments:
Deanna, What a lovely poem! Great emotional description.
Deanna,
Beautfil but somewhat chilling to me. Thinking about someone trapped in snow like that - perhaps a person looking out a window and seeing the blanket of snow and comparing it to lonliness they may be feeling. . . either way, it's lovely and I'm glad you shared it with us!
Jim
Thank you so much for the kind words Cynthia!
Thank you Jim! Yes, that's exactly what's happening - a woman depressed seeing the blanket of snow and feeling how strongly it compares to her lonliness. Thank you so much for publishing my poem and photo!
Hey Deanna!
Anytime! And please feel free to keep on sending material! Pictures, poems, poems with pictures, pictures with poems. . . you get the idea! :)
Jim
Deanna, I don't know how I missed this. It's beautiful. I love the picture that goes with the poem. It adds to the weight and depth of the work. Well done!
Deanna, I don't know how I missed this. It's beautiful. I love the picture that goes with the poem. It adds to the weight and depth of the work. Well done!
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