The leaves do creep about the frosty ground as the chill wraps about the existence of the world around. Linger not in the cold for winter’s breath may take hold of the flesh of those abound; do not utter a word or haven’t you heard her viper like ways lure men to their death. She twists an icy thread about their heart’s and like a siren soothes them with sweet sorrow. Many have never seen the ‘morrow once under her spell as her winter’s breath erase existence for eternity within the mind’s eye. So if you ever feel the freezing caress of fingertips as the wind blows on the coldest winter night you might have a right to feel a fright.
Published by N.K. Sterling
A sibling and daughter to some, a friend to others. As an artist , writer, and dreamer N.K Sterling spends days crafting new creations be it in painting or jewelry making or dabbling in many creative avenues in life from music to sewing has only made Sterling more inspired to keep trying new things. Enjoying a good book by the fire, or an adventurous outing with furry friends is always a go to for this expressive soul. Writing has been a passion since the age of twelve and the associate's degree in liberal arts has only help expand this creative mind for future endeavors while currently living in the southern USA. View more posts