Winter Solitude

As snow blankets the ground and shimmering ice crystals hang down –

I dream of warmer days and sacrificed camaraderie.

This snow so white and beautiful —

Its treachery disguised —

Lures people to impending doom for they fail to realize

That embracing solitude and

Foregoing this white wasteland

Will keep them alive.

So like the bear who hibernates, I settle in for Winter.

And cheerily wait for Spring to arrive when I can leave my cave.

About sandrabranum

I'm a philosopher, dreamer, poet, writer -- not necessarily in that order -- and I get to write it all down and share it with the world thanks to the Wonderful World Wide Web!
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2 Responses to Winter Solitude

  1. James says:

    Great poem. I’m glad to see your writing never stops. We’ll miss you at the writer’s group meeting tonight.

  2. Linda Nance says:

    Thank you so much and it is so true. I am more sore than I thought so am going a little slower and will enjoy the scene from inside looking out for a while. Spring will be here before we know it and I love the sight of all the flowers and Dogwood trees.

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