Winter Is White Poem by Ben Gieske
Winter Is White
WINTER IS WHITE
Winter is white
.......dogwood white
..............forgetfulness
...................an empty slate
Winter is windy
.......windless words
..............empty words
....................drifting aimlessly
Winter is cold
.......deedless words
..............barrenness
....................suffering cold
What sound goes there?
What meaning fills the void?
These white lies of life
...............blown sands –– no trace
.....................................–– no path
.....................blindness––no seeking
......................................––no faith
No seeing here
No leading love
White and no light
White and no sight
White and no flight
- March 6,2008
Cold freezes but it also preserves. I love clear winter mornings.... Merry Christmas, Ben.
A bleak message, but lovely verse, the ellipses seeming like snowfall. You have a great gift of adding visual form to your verse. - Will
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I would like to translate this poem
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4/24/2024 2:04:47 AM # 1.0.0.1119
Winter is my least-liked season but you make it sound beautiful.a ten from me! ! ! ! !