Winter

I hate winter...

WINTER

With a haughty swagger it glides in.

Slyly linking around the trees and grass and people,

And all that was once happy.

Its bitter chill drags on through the months,

Strutting along like a peacock!

But then…

A stillness erupts.

The earth is enclosed in soft white.

The wind is finally silent.

The sky watches in awe as gray clouds part.

The sun ignites the crystal gems atop the once green grass.

Winter slowly slinks away.

 

Reviews

[José Humilde]

Very nice poem!

There are a few images that I love. Winter gliding in with a haughty swagger...The Sun igniting the crystal gems.

I like the assonance at the end with "slowly slinks." It's a perfect description with how winter likes to take it's time, leaving the place where I live.

My only question/concern is with the line:

Slyly linking around the trees and grass and people,

Now unless this is written in a particular style (which it may be, I'm not good at picking up on such things), I think the and between "trees" and "grass" should be taken out.

When I'm thinking about winter slyly linking around...I'm thinking about a smooth, swift action, and with the extra and in there, my mind is somewhat slowed down.

Just a thought.

Thanks for sharing!

-JH

[Texas]

Nice. Even though I love Autumn and Winter. :) I really like the last two lines. I can really picture it.