Hat, jacket and scarf,
I make my first footsteps in fallen snow
The imprint of my boots making an identity trail.
I know where I've traveled before, looking at this trail.
The ground looked soft, like my warm scarf,
And I get disappointingly cold when i touch snow.
Don't say I like snow
Because if i stay on this trail any longer,
I'll soffocate with my scarf.
As I take off my scarf more, the snow goes away, and so does the trail.
for those who don't know what a tritina is, it's a poem that is made up of 4 stanzas, each line on each stanza ending with the same 3 words. like in this poem, the lines in each stanza ends with the words snow, trail, and scarf.
one line that has all 3 words.
you'll understand when you read the poem, even though i did make one mistake. xD
Edited by patchis-forest, 30 September 2009 - 06:26 PM.