Womanhood Stories

Pearls of a winter’s day plash gently on open hands, Each snowflake a gem of melting opulence, Garnishing season’s moods with opalescent sheets. Purity celebrated in perpetual variety, With polished faces of ivory radiance; Their tender and alluring eyes abounding everywhere.   Shades of winter relax not in the hue of hope; Where love is blue sadness seeks sympathy, But blue is livid in my fleeting fantasies Where no warm...

Tawny breezes of autumn enchant maple glitter, Embellishing each leaf of platinum velvet; Whistling its ariose aphrodisia Where’er winces are efflorescent, ‘Till fall’s rains sweeten their florid fires, As my blood throbs ‘mid each downpour.   Dropping into a roadside stream, russet is rife Swirling with careless abandon; So goes the vicissitudes of vibrance, Like my life, that escorts their swim ‘Till I find myself with...