Goodbye to December

Wintry blues on my mind...

Adios December

pumpkin spice left nostalgia on my lips

leaves floating on chilled words

leaving the mother tree

branches brown and brittle

clear sap drizzling down the crusted bark

one frozen tear drop at a time

your stature straight and ridged

facing the Icy North wind 

logic prevails, in your quest for moving on

our hopes evaporate into this frigid cosmos

and you, always so calm

words roll and soar jagged and artic

like a sweep of a scarf on the wintry breeze

the seriousness of your announcement unfolding 

I'm so glad your happy, I whispered

my strange voice sounded too eager

the words ascended slowly, helped by two angel wings

I placed my hand on the trunk 

to grasp the totality of it all

I could feel the carved hearts and arrows etched in the wood

you once were my knight!

your amour twinkling in the moonlight

tonight you stand emotionless, a perfect stranger

defeat lies like a rock in the pit of my stomach

I'll see you around then...I said

I felt the loneliness seep up through the cold, wet, damp ground

as I trace the carved heart with my frozen finger

Reviews

[Fabian G. Franklin]

What a sad sense of longing and disappointment pervade this poem. But worse than that, it's almost a sense of sudden betrayal; a thing or time once trusted that has let us down. Being of December birth I had to check this one out. I enjoyed.

[Pragati Chaudhary]

Ohhhh I Love December!
You mixed the moods and set the tone so right.
Loved it!

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A very descriptive write, Hebe.

Capturing the melancholic moods of the season with a duality of meaning; the passing of the month, like the passing of a lover.

I enjoyed the imagery and write as a whole. Nice work.

[Hebe]

Hi Doodley, Thank you so much, wishing you the best in 2018 :)

[emmajoy]

What a wonderful poem.. truly wonderful.. and I almost missed it, Hebe. You use words like breath, creating scenes and emotions like few others can... such great phrases here, sad, yes, some, but others with a touch of holy nostalgia, '

.. the words ascended slowly, helped by two angel wings ~ I placed my hand on the trunk ~ to grasp the totality of it all ~ I could feel the carved hearts and arrows etched in the wood ~ you once were my knight!' (Hebe)

[Hebe]

Thank you Emma your reviews are always so magical :)

[Paul Bell]

December, if it isn't dead. It sure is heading that way.
Time for remoniscence. Time for moving on.
January. New year. New dreams.

[Hebe]

Thank you Paul, your thoughts are warming :)

[jacob erin-cilberto]

funny how the holiday season can bring thoughts like this---my christmas was melancholy...loss of family, first time having a christmas without them...
different---we rely on nostalgia to get us through, but it isn't always enough is it....not always enough.

[Hebe]

Hi Jacob, so sorry to hear that, it is difficult, i do feel for you, my family is spread here and there, not the same as having them close to you. Hope 2018 is healthy & happy for you and thank you for your thoughtful words:)

[Coyote Poetry]

A wonderful poem dear friend. December went by very quickly. I enjoyed your thoughts and thank you for sharing the amazing poetry.
Coyote

[Hebe]

Thank you John, the whole year went ny fast. Wishing you and your family Happy and healthu New Year !

[Coyote Poetry]

I agree my friend. I wish you a safe/fun and successful 2018.

[Hebe]

Thanks Pete ...frigid cold here must be the same in Boston, can't imagin hanging out in Times Square waiting for the ball to drop brrrr
Wishing you all tbe the best in the New Year!!

[Pete]

well it certainly has been giving us the cold shoulder. very strong, lovely writing.

"pumpkin spice left nostalgia on my lips".
"defeat lies like a rock in the pit of my stomach"
pic adds to the feel of the words. happy new year my dear friend!

[Farhan Shaikh]

It's very good... worth my time

[Hebe]

Thank you Farhan, appreciate that :)