Winter, vile winter
White snowflakes falling down now
Become filthy slush
Winter’s cold bullet
Tears me in fractured pieces
Only spring can heal
I see the dead trees
Life hides while their souls slumber
Waiting out the freeze
Winter’s bitter chill
Freezes me inside and out
Makes me want to shout
Ice cracks, bitter chill
Cold prints on my windowsill
Winter shatter me
Michelle Minerva 