Winter’s Voice
Snow lay
Upon her windowsill.
The trees bore leaves of frost,
The sun blazed coldly.
Winter's long robe
Had yet to pass.
A sweet Spring thrush
Sang in the sleeping world.
The ice on the river
Clashed cymbals to the tune.
Then silence again.
Her breath emerged as a twisting snake
Of fog.
Its coils licked the panes
And melted to glass.
It was forbidden yearning.
The hearth cast shadows
Flickers in ash.
The room was cold.
She yearned in the darkness
To fly away.
The warble of larks
Swelled in her throat
And when they sang
So she sang
The sweet song of the wild.
Winter wind chilled water
Clawing through her hair
And down her back.
Her dress crackled
Where her tears had frozen.
"Witch," Father muttered,
Sputtered, with his beardless lips.
Her chains clanked harsh
Against her steel cage.
If only she were.
Her hands had frozen
Wrapped around the steel bars.
Her eyes dimmed.
All she could feel
Was the pull of the song.
"A choice," he spat
Gravel crunched between his teeth.
The people were kind.
To die, or live
In shackles.
Choose.
The sweet Spring thrush
Tapped gently on the ice
Between her pale face and the Winter
Thawing Spring.
She smiled.
Comments (12)
Volkes_Wagon said
at 2:11 pm on Jan 10, 2010
What do you think its name should be?
Ava Knight said
at 4:00 pm on Jan 10, 2010
Winter's Voice is a cool name. So it' s about a girl, chained up as a witch, listening to the song of winter, and given the choice to live or die? Does she choose die?
Ava Knight said
at 4:01 pm on Jan 10, 2010
Wait, winter's voice, or bird song?
Volkes_Wagon said
at 10:32 pm on Jan 10, 2010
yeah, see. i dunno. so yeah, it's about a girl who was condemned as a witch because she could sing just like a bird or something, and then got thrown in a cage and shackled, and was given a choice to live without freedom or die. i was too lazy to tell the answer, but she's probably choose to die. and if it were to become a full-blown book, she'd be sentenced to death, but somehow escape.
Volkes_Wagon said
at 10:54 pm on Jan 10, 2010
wow. poke and prod at me in real life, i say a sentence or two. put me online and give me a word, and there goes my *not* mouth. *sighs...
Volkes_Wagon said
at 9:28 pm on Jan 11, 2010
ugh. i am having writer's block
it's supposed to be 250 words, isn't it? i only have 210. so here is the question. or demand rather. take the sword, and go stabbing and ripping and slashing at me so i can revise this thing properly. and tell me if i should, you know, finish it.
Volkes_Wagon said
at 7:20 pm on Jan 13, 2010
*cries
Avneet???
........are u there...?
Mokona Go said
at 5:50 pm on Jan 31, 2010
finish it. now!
Volkes_Wagon said
at 10:27 pm on Jan 31, 2010
yokai. (i have no idea how to do japanese romanization, so just say it aloud and it'd make more sense.)
Volkes_Wagon said
at 10:28 pm on Jan 31, 2010
okay, heather, i tried, but whenever i read the last stanza, i don't wanna. it's kind of like the lady or the tiger. heard of it?
Mokona Go said
at 5:09 pm on Feb 1, 2010
nope.
Volkes_Wagon said
at 4:35 pm on Feb 2, 2010
there was a guy who was in love w/ the princess or something. i dunno. but at any rate, he did something to the king(?), and was put in this ring that led to two doors. one door opened to the princess (the "lady"), and the other opened to a tiger that would eat him. he was forced to choose one door to open, and he did. the author never said which came out--the lady, or the tiger.
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