the snow skifts
across grasses
frozen, disbelief
winter has come
too early
I remember
your hand
summer warm
in last winter’s
deep cold
my hand
chilled, curls
lonely in my pocket
longing for the warmth
26 Nov 2012 11 Comments
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whimsy~mimsy 
Nov 26, 2012 @ 03:41:10
Very nice, Whimsy.
Nov 26, 2012 @ 03:42:24
🙂 Thank you! I’m hoping you are keeping warm tonight!
Nov 26, 2012 @ 15:24:48
Indeed!
Nov 26, 2012 @ 09:21:22
very much enjoy your imagery
Nov 29, 2012 @ 01:35:47
And I yours…thank you kindly!
Nov 26, 2012 @ 10:09:48
Nice last one! Very precise and redolent…
Nov 29, 2012 @ 01:35:31
Thank you! I really appreciate your thoughts.
Nov 29, 2012 @ 05:01:05
My, yes….what lovely longing…
i love “skifts”, too…wonderful.
Nov 29, 2012 @ 05:12:24
Lovely!!
Feb 15, 2013 @ 12:59:22
Very charming, like this alot. Your hand wouldn’t be lonely in my pocket, I have gloves, hats and writing implements to keep me company!
Feb 15, 2013 @ 14:54:32
🙂 thanks! haha…