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Winter
April 1, 2018 at 6:40 am
A cool morning breeze
To rustle her fading autumn leaves
It has been a long year
The spring woke her kindly
And though she's a tired worn old tree
He told her there was nothing to fear
Spring is always false hope
Promises of new life
Spring tells her that she's beautiful
He's insincere and full of lies
The torturous sun of a thousand hells
Summer beats her back down
He tells her faith is futile
Summer always burns her
He revels in her misery
Summer thinks she's worthless
A bent and broken nothing tree
Autumn starts with hurricanes
Painful wind and forceful rains
Autumn seeks to drown her
He knows her ugly secrets
Autumn speaks of past mistakes
He plays his song on her regrets
But winter makes her shine true
Sparkling in her crystal limbs
Winter is the cold truth
He's not here to cause harm
He'll give her what she's longed for
A sweet death inside his arms
Winter won’t deny her
Gone today, but not forever
~Losty
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RE: Winter
April 1, 2018 at 6:42 am
(This post was last modified: April 1, 2018 at 7:20 am by Losty.)
Go ahead and judge me harshly. I know it’s rough but it’s something. I really really want to start writing again but every time I try I just sit there with a pencil and a notebook and nothing comes to me. It makes me want to cry. Writing has always been my outlet even though I’m not particularly good at it, it makes me feel better. And now i just feel empty. I’ve got nothing to write about and it sucks.
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RE: Winter
April 1, 2018 at 6:53 am
(April 1, 2018 at 6:40 am)Losty Wrote: A cool morning breeze
To rustle her fading autumn leaves
It has been a long year
The spring woke her kindly
And though she's a tired worn old tree
He told her there was nothing to fear
Spring is always false hope
Promises of new life
Spring tells her that she's beautiful
He's insincere and full of lies
The torturous sun of a thousand hells
Summer beats her back down
He tells her faith is futile
Summer always burns her
He revels in her misery
Summer thinks she's worthless
A bent and broken nothing tree
Autumn starts with hurricanes
Painful wind and forceful rains
Autumn seeks to drown her
He knows her ugly secrets
Autumn speaks of past mistakes
He plays his song on her regrets
But winter makes her shine true
Sparkling in her crystal limbs
Winter is the cold truth
He's not here to cause harm
He'll give her what she's longed for
A sweet death inside his arms
Winter won’t deny her
Gone today, but not forever
~Losty
This i fully agree with
Seek strength, not to be greater than my brother, but to fight my greatest enemy -- myself.
Inuit Proverb
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RE: Winter
April 1, 2018 at 7:24 am
I very much enjoyed it, Losty. Why so hard on yourself? I liked these last couple of stanzas in particular:
He's not here to cause harm
He'll give her what she's longed for
A sweet death inside his arms
Winter won’t deny her
Gone today, but not forever
Nay_Sayer: “Nothing is impossible if you dream big enough, or in this case, nothing is impossible if you use a barrel of KY Jelly and a miniature horse.”
Wiser words were never spoken.
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RE: Winter
April 1, 2018 at 9:40 am
Summers gone, winter.
Fucking freezes your balls off.
Come back summer, please.
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RE: Winter
April 1, 2018 at 9:45 am
Writing is interesting, tough I've never really enjoyed doing it myself. I do enjoy character and place sketches, but without a plot, it all sits idle, with no outlet for potential.
Poetry was always interesting in high school, what with all the meters and stuff tat we studied. I was always afraid of plagiarism, though.
You done good. I hope you add more.
"For me, it is far better to grasp the Universe as it really is than to persist in delusion, however satisfying and reassuring." - Carl Sagan
Even if it's just selling 5 copies of a book in amazon to 5 friends. Hehe. Make sure what you write stays true to your heart, because your poetry is beautiful and it saddens me when someone gives up their uniqueness (*cringes at his own mother's poetry as well as half of the bands he used to like*) 
