Not your hue

who knows what might have been

This year 

the winter's in a hurry

and leaves still too green

litter the snowy path.

They've no chance 

to reach their true colours -

vibrant hues 

of yellow, orange, and red.

I can't help 

but think of you

and how you'll never reach 

your autumn.

Forever young, eternally green;

who knows what colours 

you could have been

now that you're dead.

Author's Note

Reviews

[Cherrie Palmer]

I don't mind the sudden disclosure of death. There is no other way to end this poem.
But I would rework the flow of it. The poem moves the discovery of change cut short.
Maybe... (example only) ...but I can't see past your tomb....
This is a very soulful expression of grief. That far to many can relate with .

[Lyn Anderson]

Thanks for the suggestion. I shall mull it over, as the abrupt end is very much intended

[Cherrie Palmer]

Yes and it fits the poems message.

[Kenneth The Poet]

With the winter weather we've been having, I'm glad to see this piece. Sometimes, it's best to end where the colors are instead of being left in a season where life is gone and the color is blandness and monotony. Love the colors, love the message, love the piece.

[Lyn Anderson]

Thank you so much

[Ana Papaya]

This breaks my heart this morning because I have know this loss and thought these thoughts.

[Lyn Anderson]

Loss of anyone we love is hard, but loss of the young is never ending

[Ana Papaya]

So true. It's not the right order of things.

[Dr. YumnaKay]

To me, winter always seems to be in a hurry, in as much as I want it prolonged..your last lines hit hard. Who knows what could have been, indeed...
Lovely imagery in the first stanza.

[Lyn Anderson]

Thank you so much. Yes, the winter enters and lingers long

[Paul Bell]

It is strange how we stop at this time of year and think of the dead.
Which is not a bad thing. It just seems stronger than the rest of the year.

[Lyn Anderson]

All the sweetness and light clamouring in the dark

[Neville]

the short answer of course is no-one, but how we wonder and yet still hope and dream.. I have no doubt the essence of that universal law is captured here within these fine words..

[Lyn Anderson]

Life is cruel and wonderful all at the same time

[Neville]

don't we both know it.. go well, stay well and take a metaphysical hug with ya x