Glimmer of Frost
My experience with silver and gold,
Just a sliver, so cold.
Der Winter ist kalt,
Where the wealth of winter glows,
A glimmer of frost,
In a landscape of frozen dreams:
Treasures sparkle under the frost,
Promises turn to ice,
In the heart of cold wealth,
Leaving a touchless beauty,
An allure that chills to the core.
I have read only one other
I have read only one other poem that made me feel cold as I read it---Wallace Stevens' poem, "The Snow Man." But I think your poem is more elegant, and more verbally beautiful, than his was.
J-9th94
Perhaps I react more to the
Perhaps I react more to the cold than he does, having spent my formative years almost entirely in the tropics. Thanks kindly.
https://www.poetryfoundation.org/poems/45235/the-snow-man-56d224a6d4e90
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They tell me his personalty
They tell me his personalty was cold as well, unlike yours which is always warm.
J-9th94
Oh, that is quite sad to
Oh, that is quite sad to hear. But poets like artists in general could be like that. As for myself, I try to be warm, it is the way my mother taught me. Sounds lame, perhaps. But that's the way it was and it seems to have stuck. Thanks again for gracing this page.
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