Winter Blues

Winter Blues

A Poem by Gee
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Simple words

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Today, the sun laboured to barely half sky height,
a long summer's exertions seemingly wearying it's ascent
before it slid slowly to the horizon,
casting shadows long and eastward.
Trees that were lit like beacons
as autumn died its beautiful death,
stood stark, arthritic, naked,
their branches grasping for a warmth now gone.
A lone crow cawed, it's cry haunting
as it echoed through the copse,
before trailing off into the distance across fields now barren,
summers harvest long since reaped.
In the coming weeks, months, all will be dusted white,
crisp underfoot, as winter slowly, surely, takes hold.
I shivered, pulled my collar around my ears,
" roll on spring " I uttered...........






























© 2018 Gee



Author's Note

Gee
Just thoughts as to what lays ahead.....brrrr

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their branches grasping for a warmth now gone.
A lone crow cawed, it's cry haunting
as it echoed through the copse,
before trailing off into the distance across fields now barren,

I REALLY LOVED this part. This is wonderful.

Posted 2 Weeks Ago


Gee

2 Weeks Ago

Thank you..
You have such a way with words! Your vocabulary is expansive as evidenced in this poem. Also I loved the imagery. A favorite line: "Trees that were lit like beacons/as Autumn died its beautiful death".

Posted 1 Month Ago


Gee

1 Month Ago

Thank you kindly, I just try to keep it simple. Nowt worse than grasping for the meaning of someone'.. read more
Oh how I dread the coming Winter! Right after Christmas time, a light-deprived depression sets in. My body never seems to get warm. I live in fear of falling on the ice covered sidewalks. Spring can't come soon enough for me.

Posted 1 Month Ago


Gee

1 Month Ago

Thank you. Yep, I work outside in construction so hate the cold.
Wendy Seames Garner

1 Month Ago

I feel so sorry for you!
love this its summer in sydney australia came yesterday 1st Dec,
i love spring summer hate winter
autum is lovely and fresh
roll on your summer. xxx love your work

Posted 1 Month Ago


Gee

1 Month Ago

Thank you kindly
This is one of the very best descriptions of this time of the year, as it appears to me out my vast mountain panorama . . . I watch & watch as the season unfolds, wishing I could find a better way to describe it . . . which is what you've done here, gotten inside my head & found those perfect words! I love it! I can see & feel it! (((HUGS))) Fondly, Margie

Posted 1 Month Ago


Gee

1 Month Ago

Thank you, still a bit taken aback when such kind reviews from my peers. Very much appreciated, neve.. read more
At times winter can be a lonely, haunting season. Skillfully written with beautiful details.enjoyable to read more than once

Posted 1 Month Ago


Gee

1 Month Ago

Cheers KC.....
I love the atmosphere and the canvas you painted with words. I had the thought ... the sky never looked so blue than when above a blanket of white. I love those mornings when I awaken to that blanket of white, covering everything with the crisp silence of winter. It has a way of brightening the world, and that shroud of silence makes me listen even more. Beautiful!

Posted 1 Month Ago


Gee

1 Month Ago

Thank you Linda
' A lone crow cawed, it's cry haunting ~ as it echoed through the copse, ~ before trailing off into the distance .. '

Your entire poem is full of magical language.. that selected quote consists of merely a small glorious part of a song to .. .. time perhaps five months ahead. So, why not see the interim's magic, Gee.

Perhaps I'm an oddity because tho i dislike the bite of early morning dog-walking, etc.. i find Winter a beautifully haunting time. Like most living beings, seasons need a lifestyle, painkillers, elixirs, time to sigh and sleep. (Even Summer needs it cool breezes). Man can fly to the moon and dive the depths.. surely adding an extra sweater, wearing thicker boots, preparing for whatever.. , inhaling pure air, happy without midges and other nasties... isn't beyond him-her!

And all the while, lurking under the crispness of earth, things are happening. At first with creeking snores 'til snowdrops bloom and birds remind selves how to sing again. Perhaps!

That said, your writing touches and teaches and stays memorable.

Posted 1 Month Ago


emmajoy

1 Month Ago

I gave up working on a building site years ago (I lie!) just have to get the fiends out for an hour'.. read more
Gee

1 Month Ago

Christmas shopping is always the good lady wife's task, something she loves and doesn't require Vict.. read more
Gee

1 Month Ago

or weekend.......
This is stunning. Some lovely turns of phrase in this, particularly
'As autumn died its beautiful death, stood stark, arthritic, naked ...'
Brilliant.

Posted 1 Month Ago


Gee

1 Month Ago

Cheers Kate, glad you liked
This is so eloquently put.

Posted 2 Months Ago


Gee

2 Months Ago

Thank you..

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Added on October 27, 2017
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