Autumn Promise

Landscape Winter Snow

Landscape Winter Snow (Photo credit: blmiers2)

On the cusp
of winter’s dark dance,
first deep chill

No birds come
greet the sun on my

Glitter frost
Blanketing my street

Wrapped in coat
now I only pray
for the Spring

(c) Helen Valentina 2013, All Rights Reserved

About Helen

I'm drawn to blogging as a way to share ideas and consider what makes us who we are. Whether it's in our working life or our creativity, expression is a means to connect.
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18 Responses to Autumn Promise

  1. Eva van Beek says:

    Oh and I got tulips in my little garden…and we are impatiently waiting for spring to come through 🙂 Keep warm!

  2. awwwwwwwww ((((((((((((Helen))))))))))))))) giving you another blankie and some hot cocoa! 😉

  3. ksbeth says:

    me too! and i am hopeful that spring will finally be here by june )

    • In my side of the world June is deep in winter….so I’m hanging out for October or so when spring has sprung in my side of the world. 🙂 I’m just getting some early whinging in, LOL, before the real chill hits. 🙂

  4. Kira says:

    Come visit me in FL we are in the 80’s today 🙂

  5. Brian Hughes says:

    I like winter. It keeps the noisy plebs inside.

  6. meglatorre says:

    This is beautiful! I loved the alliteration of he first few lines; really lovely.
    It makes me feel slightly overjoyed about the approach of summer 🙂

  7. Thanks for letting me camp out in your blog for a little while today. I had a great time and tried to leave my campsite as good as when I arrived. I’ll be back in a couple of weeks!

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