Winter Night Poem by Dan Uriel

Winter Night

Rating: 2.5


the camouflaged old mountains
like heavy hands, they are kept in shock
the twilight in the fire, in the evaporating farm
valley round silence, fluffy moss

and as if the heart is forever and ever
would stand and something else
perhaps the landscape would throb
as if winter night, winter sky, winter ore

would have a bell, not by the passing
so the tongue of the earth, the forged earth
that swinging heavy
and the heart is the voice

it shines like the thought itself
in the winter night
the silence of silver darkness
he locks the moon on the world

in me, the past falls like a stone
in space by silent
silent blue time flies by
the edge of the sword sparkles my hair

Friday, June 5, 2020
Topic(s) of this poem: night,winter
COMMENTS OF THE POEM
Quoth Theraven 05 September 2020

There is power in this poem's sword, if one can see past the long and the longing in Winter's night. -QtR

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