to see her face
her cheeks ruddy
almost glowing
almost showing
how beautiful she truly is
amid a hazy halo
of morning mist
and her
just standing there
a silhouette on a frozen dawn
ice laden golden rays
the gentle puff
a subtle cloud of
soft breath
upon the frozen dawn
her inner beauty
magnified and fully visible
aided by the cold
this weather
puts a zing in her step
and plays across
her supple skin
the sparkle in her eyes
a coiffure by mother nature
her wind swept hair
an elegant mess
amid this
frosty bluster
oh sultriest
of vixens
beauty has bestowed
her crown on you
oh most royal
my queen
my heart
my love
About the Creator
Brenton F
Every letter in every word in every line is a burden I no longer have to bear, how much is not enough, how little is too much?
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Huntress
Don't drop your scepter. Don't hand over your crown. Don't give up your throne. Don't go lightly into that frozen ground. The blood of a thousand strong women flow within my veins. I have the power to overcome. We have gone mad with wonderous fury and sharpened claws. My future deviates from you because you never had any plans in the first place. My stubborn will will carry me over the threshold. Centuries of provoked women echo throughout my body. I will live again with the help of their strength. I will become the strongest version of me. I will shed my skin and realign anew. I will surpass you with the velocity of a viking warrior, a huntress that knows no bounds. I will not give you my surrender. You will not take me alive. My patience is enormous and grows ever steady. My aim is tried and true and strikes at the heart of your devolution. I am a masterpiece in the making, a rough draft to a final copy. My endurance will outlast you. My pain has tranformed me and it's something you will never witness. I have learned to win. You will never have control over me ever again. I will be happy again despite your absence. I do everything now just to spite you. I will prevail and you will not do anything to stop this progression. I have stopped chasing the meaningless and will embrace my own advancement. I will shine brighter than you ever imagined. My bow and arrow is my weapon. I will wipe the tears you caused and the dust from the fall. You're not the only one who can have it all.
By Anna Torresa day ago in Poets
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— Hooking in the Reader — MANY among us write with an introduction using logos and 'Handles,' I use my name proudly for better or worse — I Yam what I Yam — And that's All that I Am. I know that I'm not everyone's page-turner preference; I'm ok with that. If we are going to be out-there within this fabulous platform on a Global basis, then be out there as YOU! How would your closest friends over the years describe you? Who from our VM Village would you like to sit down at the Cheesecake Factory and actually speak to in person. No, not just a virtual friend, but touchy-feely 'real,' I can think of several, I'd even treat!
By Jay Kantor6 days ago in Humor
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Awww, this was so sweet and lovely! Loved this wonderful poem!