She will steal your breath
Facing all unafraid
The power behind her frailty
Assumes a beauty
Found only
In sparkling, white crispness
Out of the wonderland
Sometimes rage
Defies reason
As she creates
The Blizzard
To prove her prestige
A storm like no other
Chilling and fear inducing
But with a purity
Not found in thunder
Lightning or even
Cleansing, torrential rain
The light inside her
Can sometimes be blinding
You cannot stare too long
You dare not breathe her in
You will not outlast her
Sweet Winter
Her fierceness
Will defy the strength
Of man
While her peacefulness
May invite pleasures
Unknown by too many
In her coldness
You will find warmth
In her grace
You will find foulness
In her design
You will find uninhibited chaos
Sweet, fierce winter
Often underestimated
Rarely coveted
But always
And forever
Picturesque and appreciated.
MelDouleur.com 
Wow! so beautiful
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Thank you, Hector!
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very beautiful writing.
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Thanks so much!
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Love the world through your eyes
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Oh, Cinny… Thank you sweetie!
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(((awhoooo)))
this one shines cara’Mel
brilliant
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Love it and your new gravatar. 🙂
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Ah, bravery…. It’s bound to get me in trouble, you know! 😉
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Braver than me beautiful girl. Maybe one of these days I’ll show my face, just not there yet. 🙂
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Love this Mel. Mistress winter is indeed a beautiful yet harsh attraction.
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This builds up intensity very well and the last couple of stanzas are gorgeous – uninhibited chaos is a delicious word pairing indeed – you certainly shouldn’t be underestimated Mel!
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Thank you!
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Always welcome Mel – look forward to exploring and enjoying more of your work 🙂
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Let loose the winter from within and all about, oh how wild does she breathe , my thought, you bring her to life in a sense to the way she opens and closes a curtain in a wall-less space to her time, where her calm and her wild rest together at times, head to head and in other moments head to toes. She, her world is one most certainly a world of duality, then perhaps, all her siblings are just a little bit too.
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Duality is definitely in the heart of this season. Thank you for reading and commenting!
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Geez hunny every time I read your poetry I just become in an awelike state
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