The onset of winter

[Jae Mc Donnell]

My sort of poem - Thanks for sharing

Hi Art Deco. Thankyou for the reply. Just to let you know I have already reposted a re-do above. I would love to know what you think of this one. I'll post it here again.
Thank you again for your reply..

Her beauty, pale against the cold dead grey
His bitter expanse surrounded her
Setting hope in silhouette
I told you did I not
His venomous lips spit as he spoke
With frost bitten hands he gripped at her throat
I am your great castigator
A malignant instrument
Not even heaven can turn my chiding eye
I swear it now you will die
Slender, her beauty stood poised
Her hope seemed viscous
His grip tightened
Just seconds now
And the world watched on in silence to the death of a flower