Whispers of Ice
A cold wilderness with a fight to survive
Whispers of Ice
The wind howls through the barren trees,
A ghostly breath on frozen seas.
The earth is locked in winter’s hold,
A silent world so harsh and cold.
The snowdrifts rise, a shifting tide,
No gentle warmth, no place to hide.
Yet life endures, in tooth and claw,
A battle fought with nature’s law.
The hunter prowls with steady grace,
Ice-blue eyes in a frozen space.
Silent steps through endless white,
A dance of hunger, need, and might.
Beneath the frost, the roots still dream,
Waiting for the thawing stream.
For even in this bitter land,
Survival walks with fate in hand.
About the Creator
Marie381Uk
I've been writing poetry since the age of fourteen. With pen in hand, I wander through realms unseen. The pen holds power; ink reveals hidden thoughts. A poet may speak truth or weave a tale. You decide. Let pen and ink capture your mind❤️
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Powerful and I love the flow of this. ✨👏🏾👏🏾👏🏾♥︎