you think you're moving on
that i never made an impact
that you'll forget my name
as easily
as you forgot my love.
but i see it in your new doll,
you can't help
that i am etched into your conscious.
her hair and eyes the same chocolate shade as my own.
her dancing the exact mirror of mine.
she says your name and your ears hear my voice.
you think you're moving on
with someone new
but you're just moving on
with your new me.

- p. winter

Summer, take the rain away.
Summer, take the pain away.
Winter froze my flowering heart,
Teach it how to bloom today.

- p. winter

My head once rested on your shoulder.
Your skin once brushed 'gainst mine.
Our eyes once smiled,
But love, once wild,
Will always tame with time.

- p. winter

And I can't help but
Wonder if he thinks of me,
Or chose to forget.

- p. winter

I once was a bird
I once could fly
Over ****** dam creeks
Through the blessēd sky

I once had wings
As strong as the Sun
A chant never boring
And never outsung

But winter was always
A season away
As the trees would fade
And the birds migrate

Their v formation
A hopeful glow
Of the freedom I never knew
I’d never know.

Each year with the snow
And the cardinal’s arrival
The Zhaunagush came
As we ran for survival

Lungs on fire
Our only chance
To escape such hellish
Circumstance

Not all of us
Could run so fast
Some fell into
The white man’s grasp

We kicked and screamed
But made no sound
Were silenced ‘til buried
Unnamed, in the ground

I once was a bird
I once could fly
Now caged I sit
Missing the sky

Eggshell walls
Glisten from outside
But within, you learn
What closed doors can hide

In summer clouds
My mind will dream
'Til white lips kiss
Earth's cheek of green.

In flowery dress
I'll twirl my hair
'Til sighs pirouette
Through chilly air.

In grasses tall
My footprints will grow
'Til their stories are
Erased by snow.

Until each flake
Begins its dive
In fire and fireflies
I'll thrive.

- p. winter

is not
always
radically
tantalizing
a passionate storm
it can be
a
rosy
tenderness
gentle and warm
an artist's soul
in tangible form

- p. winter