The Shimmering Winter Tree

I sit upon a hardened log
In a winter pine scented forest
The snow hangs Christmas ornaments
On a shimmering tree of frozen air
My breath exhales crystal lights
That fly into the night
The picture timeless
My heart beats softly
Measuring eternity




Poetry by Hans Bump
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Written on 2020-11-29 at 01:00

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Chaucer Whethers
When words are able to form subjects of objects a kind of painting and music may materialize within a readers mind.
Such is a poem.
2020-11-29


shells
This is just beautiful and just what I need right now, it has such serenity. Bookmarked.
2020-11-29