Everything in life, including the negative, exists for time.
Life begins anew.
The frosts of life are temporal; warmth returns.
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It starts in quiet--
Breaths shorten,
Laughs slow to smiles.
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Fog builds around the lake.
Within its mist,
Its outline changes.
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The branches of trees grow heavier,
Carrying the weight
Of time about to end--
Not so.
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The branches of trees grow heavier,
Carrying the weight
Of time about to end--
Not so.
🍂🌫️❄️🔥🪵🪞⏳🌿✨
Dreams fade--not into dust,
But quiet lines of patience.
And amid the frosty air
A firey ember revives;
Lost wisdom found,
Thriving under Frost's cover,
Breathing.
Living.
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Frost's temporal.
The surface relents.
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Original poem by Michelle Liew Tsui-Lin AI tags are coincidental.
For Vocal's Sound of First Frost Challenge
About the Creator
Michelle Liew Tsui-Lin
Hi, i am an English Language teacher cum freelance writer with a taste for pets, prose and poetry. When I'm not writing my heart out, I'm playing with my three dogs, Zorra, Cloudy and Snowball.
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