Winter

Winter

Bleak September rain 

     washes away the end of Summer…

Damp, Barber winds bluster and 

     carry away warm Summer breezes…

The hastening dance of days

     runs ever shorter in fall of Autumn color…

Brittle, dry, crackling leaves 

     fly, dance, shutter, and fall…

Fragile, crumbling refuse 

     of warmer, brighter days.

Cold winds blow,

     snaking round every corner…

Swirling, seeping, sneaking
     into every chilly nook and bower…

Breathing frigid fractals

     ‘pon the frosted windowpane…

Slithering, plundering warmth 

     and weak, dreary daylight…

From hyperboreal frozen,

     merciless, snowbound nights.

Winds howl and souls cower

     ‘neath the crawling, creeping glacial rictus…

Buried in the icy grip 

     of desolate, frozen Winter.

Author's Note

Brrrr!!

Reviews

[BClancy]

Winter is by far my favorite season, and I really enjoyed seeing it portrayed in such a cold, creative way. It makes you feel chilly just reading it! Great poem!

[MomzillaNC]

Thank you. Personnally, I hate the cold. I wish we went from Spring to Fall and back to Spring! :D

[Travis "Phoenix" Caldwe..]

This poems makes me want hot cocoa!

[MomzillaNC]

LOL! Thanks. I hate the cold! Snow is nice to look at from behind the window of my nice, warm house, with a cup of spiced-chai in hand, and no need to venture forth.

[Travis "Phoenix" Caldwell]

I live in a place where the cold isnt so bad. I am first of my family to be born in Louisiana, so I am not used to the cold. When I went to see relatives in Bunker Hill, Illinois, I actually seen the cold as a challenge that I could overcome. I shoveled snow for hours until my skin was numb. I am a weird person to do something so crazy (I am actually wearing a leather jacket when its still hot down here.) We all have our tolerances to weather.

[MomzillaNC]

We live in a fairly mild climate now, as well. This poem was inspired by a time when we lived in Missouri -- very frigid winters there. And, when I was a kid (we lived in Florida) we traveled to Illinois to visit my dad's family. We got a kick out shoveling the snow then too. Living with it when you HAVE to do it, is a whole other ballgame! I like to VISIT the cold, then leave it behind. I never what to live in the cold again!

[Travis "Phoenix" Caldwell]

I always wanted to be a elite merc one day. Its why I force myself to endure stuff like an idiot. Mercs go anywhere the pay is high. I actually prefer the cold more than heat, but hey, to each his own, right?

[MomzillaNC]

Have you noticed… there doesn't seem to be much war making in frigid regions.

[Travis "Phoenix" Caldwell]

Yeah. Unfortunately. I have a warmonger side to me that comes out when I have too much BBQ sauce. No joke!

[MomzillaNC]

LOL! It's not the BBQ sauce! It's the Loooozee-anna HOT sauce!

[Travis "Phoenix" Caldwell]

Nah, that just gets me wanting more of dat. If I eat any meat, I go through what my few friends call a "Carnivorous Rampage" dont ask why.

[MomzillaNC]

Actually, there are studies that seem to indicate that vegetarians become less aggressive. And, that when/if they do begin eating meat again, they become more aggressive.

[Pushkar Prabhat]

amazing description.
beautiful poem!
i love winter.
i love this poem!
:)

[MomzillaNC]

Thank you.

[TL Boehm]

Winds howl and souls cower
‘neath the crawling, creeping glacial rictus…
Buried in the icy grip
of desolate, frozen Winter.

almost macabre this one. and deliciously so. A stellar personification of winter. It actually gave me a little brrr too as I read it.

[MomzillaNC]

Thanks! Yep. I. Hate. Winter. Brrrrrr! And… might I add… Brrrr-rrrr-rrrrr-rrrr-rrrrrrrr!

[MomzillaNC]

Hey, did you see the spoken word poetry prompt for winter-themed poems in WE PAW Bloggers group? I hope you'll contribute a reading of a winter poem of your own. You can here my spoken word reading of this poem here: https://soundcloud.com/momzillanc/winter-spoken-word-22421-221-pm

[Jordan]

I'm a sucker for well composed writing..

The alliteration/assonance in this piece is absolutely captivating. It forced me to picture this, and I appreciate that. :)

[MomzillaNC]

Thank you. Did it make you want a sweater?

[Jordan]

More than you know... Even in my 95 degree weather.

[MomzillaNC]

Good to know! I made me run for my plush comforter!

[jacob erin-cilberto]

these are the worst days...not the crisp blue beautiful days of autumn but those transitional days, the grey in between days...

reminds me of november...that in between season with all the bare trees...and grey skies.

really wonderful description.

[MomzillaNC]

November? If your November is that frigid… well, I thought Missouri was hellishly cold in winter! :D

Thank's for the review.

[jacob erin-cilberto]

not so much Frigid...but just gray and gloomy and ugly...southern illinois isn't too bad in winter, compared to chicago or NY...

[MomzillaNC]

NC gets more cold than I want!

[MomzillaNC]

Jacob, I've recorded a spoken word reading of this poem here: https://soundcloud.com/momzillanc/winter-spoken-word-22421-221-pm

[kublakhan27]

Being my favourite season, I always enjoy reading the different visions that poets apply to it, and the changing of the seasons in general...loved the 'barber' winds, and the way the dancing days are filtered through the flow and the alliteration...great work :)

[MomzillaNC]

Thank you very much.

[kublakhan27]

My pleasure.

[MusicManiac]

You're writing is always so beautifully thought out! I am never disappointed when I read something of yours~~

Fall is coming in head first where I am and your description of said season rings true for me. Last week it was ninety, now it's barely seventy...And then, of course, there's your description of winter. As unforgiving of a season as it is, there is something magical about it. Your diction is phenomenal (as always) and I'm willing to bet that my Florida-native roommate would agree with your description of the season in a heartbeat!

I enjoyed reading this greatly!

~MusicManiac

[MomzillaNC]

Thank you very much. Did it make you reach for your sweater? :D

[MusicManiac]

Haha, luckily for me, I was already wearing one in preparation!

[MomzillaNC]

Planning ahead! I like it!

[Frieda P]

Gorgeous imagery of the seasons, you nailed every emotion connected to mother nature's forces at work.

[MomzillaNC]

Thank you. I was just complaining about the looming cold of winter… they're saying this one's going to be harsh, even here in the South. We moved back home from Missouri to escape such cold! This one was intended to make folks reach for their sweater!

[Frieda P]

Eesh, wasn't it just summer?..........

[MomzillaNC]

IKR?! Waaaaah! I'm not ready for winter…

[Frieda P]

My sentiments exactly, I'll cry with...I'm not giving up my flip flops!

[MomzillaNC]

I don't want to pull out the clonky lace-ups! Poop!

[MomzillaNC]

Hey, Frieda. If you hope over to this link, you can listen to my spoken word reading of this poem: https://soundcloud.com/momzillanc/winter-spoken-word-22421-221-pm

[Sunflower/Sara Kendrick]

Very well composed work that has superb language which is very descriptive and expressive in detail..I am glad that I chose this one today..I felt lifted up even though it was a work about winter..Thanks for the visit to my page..It has been probably fifty years ago that the parents got the plastic surgery for their son so plastic surgery is not new..I wonder what his bride thought if they had a son who had the same ears before the surgery that is if he had not shared about his big ears..Sara

[MomzillaNC]

Thank you.

Yes, a whole new set of secrets to share or keep? As if relationships need added complications…