The Rose and Winter's Heart

Fourth and last poem in the set

The Rose and Winter's Heart

To trudge through life
Is like walking through a blizzard.
Enduring all strife
And overcomming all that is hard.

I pull the cloak and hood close
Back and forth my eyes dart
In my clenched fist I hold this frozen Rose
Trying to keep it safe from Winter's Heart.

My lips are blue
My limbs are heavy.
But I try to stay true
Even against the gravity.

The sun is awake.
My limbs are heavy as lead.
Will it be my Maker?
Will it be done before I'm dead?

Winter's heart is melting
The water is running free.
Winter's heart is changing.
But will it change me?

This Rose I hold to me,
Will it survive?
Or just retreat into my soul,
With the book to wait to live?

Reviews

[Fallen_Immortal]

A great story could unfold from this. I can almost see this character pushing his way through the snow through thick and thin. Great imagery can come from these few words. The last line seems out of place and confuses me a bit, and could perhaps be revised a bit, but other than that, bravo. I love the picture you have painted.

[Bryce Simonds]

This was a good write. At first the rhyme scheme confused me a bit, but then I got it.
Thanks for sharing.
-Bryce