Winter, like grief often lingers on.
For Deb and mum
How patient spring who bides her time
whilst winter lingers on,
as yellow, white, break frozen earth
to a lone wren's sweet birdsong,
that carries through fog heavy air
'tween chestnut, birch and pine
to trail away beyond the eye
beyond all hopes of mine.
For winter like my sadness dwells
plays heavy on the heart,
oh how I wish this ache to cease
for the darkness to depart.
it sure does. the weight of winter's freeze along with darkness. must be why my back aches after shoveling snow. they say that there is a lot of depression during winter. is why i always look for crocuses poking their heads up through the snow in spring. good and deep stuff you give us here ... :)
ah lovely, i havent written much for ages either.
I think we go through these being lost phases in poetry, mine seems to be lost and i cant find it lol
This is just lovely my friend :)
This instantly made me think of the loss of my beloved grandma and how much I loved her; how she introduced me to poetry when I was just a very young child.
The comparison you draw between winter and spring and the way you portray the heaviness of your grief through the changing cycles of the seasons is quite beautifully composed; and as I read these lines I was minded of a time so much earlier in my life when I first discovered the English Romantics and their poetry.
I think in so many ways, we need that 'ache,' those memories of loved ones that have passed; they serve as reminders of the love that will linger for the rest of our lives.
Suddenly needed to read you... think April a mixed up kind of month, especially this year,, work and all.
To read your poem seems as if your words are calling from under a great dark cloud, my friend. Can understand that feeling.. if not knowing yours, of course. Perhaps walks or rides or just looking out on the world around you might help.. rain or shine because weather offers what humans need - almost too much to watch so as time is filled with minor differences that yotal relief - if wanted rather than not. Would like to send you something to read, will go search it. Besties to your lovely ladies, meantime.
Me too dear friend.
"For winter like my sadness dwells
plays heavy on the heart,
oh how I wish this ache to cease
for the darkness to depart."
Next week in Michigan. Some warm Spring days finally. Winter held on. Thank you for sharing the outstanding poetry.
Coyote
Posted 1 Month Ago
1 Month Ago
Thank you Coyote.
Hope you are keeping well my friend
Yes spring, hurry on along, we're tired of your cold dark affect; let us enjoy some color, some light, some joy....let us out of your clutches, your black abyss.... which cages our soul deep down....we beg you spring, push your way in to give us some hope.... so we may sing with the birds.
Best, B
PS In NC today it was 75 degrees so I had a smile on my face and took a long walk!
Posted 2 Months Ago
2 Months Ago
Thanks Betty. Yes, bring on the warmer weather😎
Hope you are well
2 Months Ago
We 're getting here now; lovely spring, gentle breezes and COLOR!
Hope you are well too! read moreWe 're getting here now; lovely spring, gentle breezes and COLOR!
Hope you are well too!
Best, B
Spring sunshine can lift the heaviest of hearts Gee. Grief is such a downer of journey. Grief tells us alot though. The deeper the grief, the greater the love. Wishing you a little sunshine and lovely to find a new poem my friend. Have a good Tuesday.
Was thinking about mum and the lovely Deb when these words written.
Thanks Christine, hope al.. read moreWas thinking about mum and the lovely Deb when these words written.
Thanks Christine, hope all is well with you.
2 Months Ago
All ok and enjoying our break in Brixham thank you Gee.