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Tears in December

           The calm snow            soft memories melting on my lashes,            while the fall of night stars            drape the sky of wishes.            Before me, flakes pirouette,              flutter and drop.            Frost engraves             ice patterns on the pane;             once, his fingers            would melt against the glass            and trace my name.            Stars shine past horizon’s lip,            winds weave in hushed night.            Alone in winter’s wrap of amethyst,            my cheeks wash with memory’s tears.            On the tree, garland glints,            my eyes are mirrored in silver balls,            moments of him linger.            His echo whispers;                  December. 

Copyright © December 2007 marilyn terwilleger


This Poem was Critiqued By: Robin Ann Crandell On Date: 2008-02-17 23:52:39
Critiquer Rating During Critique: 1.00000
I really like this poem. It makes me feel as if I miss him too. "my eyes are mirrored in silver balls, moments of him linger." It makes me daydream.. like I am watching a movie and someone looks into a crystal ball and they see their past. Instead, you see him. You remember him. You feel him. Wow.. great poem. I love it.


This Poem was Critiqued By: Thomas H. Smihula On Date: 2008-01-07 11:39:29
Critiquer Rating During Critique: 9.75000
Marilyn, You paint a picture and give us the month to focus on this season. This is an enjoyable read. Thanks for sharing, Thomas
This Poem was Critiqued By: Claire H. Currier On Date: 2007-12-27 08:30:47
Critiquer Rating During Critique: 9.72727
His echo whispers; December.....thus he is still with you as the year is coming to a close and the opening of a new year will also find him with you.......beautiful words, beautiful settings, so filled with your memories of he who was and is still is a most important part of your life.......I am certain for others reading this as it has been for myself, memories flood my own mind and images of dad, mom and so many more come bursting forth......and yes, I do feel the tears as they fall knowing they are with me still. May you be well, may the Lord continue to bless your pen and may you forever feel him with you. God Bless, Claire
This Poem was Critiqued By: Terry A On Date: 2007-12-24 01:27:09
Critiquer Rating During Critique: 1.00000
Hi Marilyn, This poem IS as gentle as soft falling snow. So much gifted imagery, 'winter's wrap of amethyst' is outstanding, as is "past horizon's lip". "melt against the glass and trace my name" is singularily touching and is the pivotal depth of the poem, around which all else surrounds. Really lovely. Showing wonderfully the place always in poetry for the heart. Best wishes to you at this, and for most, bittersweet time of the year. Merry Christmas. Terry
This Poem was Critiqued By: Mark Andrew Hislop On Date: 2007-12-22 18:29:27
Critiquer Rating During Critique: 10.00000
Mazza This is so delicate and wistful, melancholy without melodrama. I love "his fingers/would melt against the glass/and trace my name". The memory of the one we love ... Saying more would be superfluous. But I'll say this: This is beautiful. Hugs to you Mark
This Poem was Critiqued By: Dellena Rovito On Date: 2007-12-20 00:50:02
Critiquer Rating During Critique: 1.00000
Marilyn, You just get better and better. I like your writing, it's not sexual but sensual. It pertains to real loving. Which involves the heart and the soul. You write with the spirit of depth, lacking in others. You write of such love and such great loss. I believe it could be fulfilling to you on some degree. By bringing him into your today, he stays with you in spirit. I'm going on but I just wanted you to know how lovely, truly lovely, truly true. His finger tip writing your name on the window is great! The smallest thing can mean sooooooo much. A beautiful freely flowing, beautifully worded poetry. Blessing to you, Dellena
This Poem was Critiqued By: Mark Steven Scheffer On Date: 2007-12-19 00:48:21
Critiquer Rating During Critique: 10.00000
Marilyn, I don't think it's coincidence. Our numbers may be dwindling, but the technical skill and craftsmanship you see here beats most of what you see elsewhere. This is finely crafted, an excellent poem. Everything, meter, imagery - all nicely done. I don't know if we have the numbers to ensure this place's survival, but I sure hope so. Perhaps Lora's new site. MSS
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