Through sheer layers of mist
the fading sound from a distant train,
down the street houses look like ghosts
with their dark hollow eyes, reflecting
no more than the coldness outside,
footsteps bounce back from silence
in this vacuum coloured by grays,
where the living are not to be found,
yet one soul still wanders around.
This poem certainly in effective at initiating and building a “winter” mood. It achieves its affects by involving sight, image, “layers of mist,” sound, and tactile feelings. Good work.
Thank you kindly, Thomas , for your visit and much appreciated comment. Have a wonderful day.
I love the feel of silence in this poem, Francina.
You paint a vivid picture with your verse. Very nice stuff. Enjoy your break.
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Lovely Francina. It really put one into a place and time.
Thank you, Tina! 🙂
I tried to leave an apply it said I needed an active access token to reply.
I love the poem, the reply was lost and it was long, because I really love the poem!
The distant train, the hollow eyes of houses, the footsteps bouncing back from silence…what power and what beauty!!
I also checked out “The Sound of the River” and found it’s not available but it led me
to the poem by that name…another awesome piece of poetry.
My visits to your blog always leave me glad I came!!
Love,
Sarah
I swear WordPress hates me!! I typed in ‘reply’ and now I’m seeing ‘apply’, but at least it let me reply this time.
Hi Sarah!
Oh my, WP sometimes makes it difficult indeed to reply.. I’m sorry to hear you had so much problems. I have no idea what an active access token is. No clue on my side either. Does not sound good to me.
It makes me appreciated your lovely comment even more, dear Sarah. Thank you for your ongoing support!
Love, Francina
It is always a joy to spend time in your space, Francina. Such a grand journey you take us on with each new post!
Thank you!
Sarah
What is an active access token?
one can feel the wind blowing through our coat as we looked on as you wandered through the streets of Winters mind…
as whispers fill our pockets to get out of the cold…
I like this very much …I know this mood well this year..
Thank you fro sharing again…
Take Care…You Matter…
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maryrose.
Thank you , Maryrose, for your lovely comment as always!
Take care, you matter too!
Francina xo
The classic poems can be revisited many times xx
Thank you, dear Christy, for your lovely comment! Xox
Beautifully visual and evocative of winter’s isolation and wholeness at the same time, Francine. Have been reading through your lovely collection ‘Beyond the Threshold’ and hope to put my thoughts on it into a review very soon. XO
Thank you, Diane! Not to worry, my friend. I’m already happy you like my book! XO
lonely and lovely all at once – perfect sense of winter isolation
Thank you, Sarah! Sometimes we only have to look outside the window J
*Shiver*
Thank you, David, for your great comment!
So lovely!
Thank you kindly, Paulette!
I love this. It’s so atmospheric.
Thank you! I’m happy to hear you like this one!
Francina, you know how to touch a soul… beautiful!
🙂
Groetjes xxxx
ευχαριστώ πολύ , dear Marina, Να έχετε μια καλή ημέρα
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An old poem whose life and spirit is never done, as it always breathes through your heart and mind that you may continue to share it as another priceless treasure! Thanks for your blessing this morning Francina! God bless you always my sister!
Thank you kindly, Wendell , may your day be serene and peaceful!
One can hear the silence.
Thank you kindly, Ben!
I love it Francina! I thought I recognised it as I began to read! 😊
Love and hugs
xxx
Thank you , Christine! I thought you might recognize this one !
Love and hugs from across the creek! Xoxo