December's Tale

It is the turning month,
the time when life sleeps
and our dreams shiver...
when night grows
bolder, darker, colder,
and daylight seems so
weak, slight, bending.

But the air that rushes
into your lungs like a
horde of ice-dripped
savages sears souls
into fully awakening
from summer's trance.

And so we feel more
alive in December's
desolation than any
other time of the year.


(c. 2014)

Reviews

[Dominik D. Rites]

From the first line, I already know that this poem is a perfect description of December and the beginning of winter. As someone who finds winter very depressing despite its beauty, this definitely gave me a different point of view. I can feel the winter air throughout this poem in a whole new way. Very lovely!

[Nolo Segundo]

Thank you, G.C. I view the cold as a cleansing, a way for the soul to sing free of constraints the body puts on it. Alas, now I'm getting old, my soul may still love the cold but my body ain't!

[Julie McCarthy (juliesp..]

Thanks for entering my competition I can relate to this as today Sydney’s first cold weekend in about four five months we had a very long hot summer great poem

[Nolo Segundo]

Thank you, Julies (always wanted to visit Down Under!)

[Coffee Vampier]

The description is very eye catching and Honest.

It reminds me of Shakespeare's mid Summers Nights Dream! I recommend it.

Over all a good poem :)

[Nolo Segundo]

Thank you, 'B'-- to be mentioned with Shakespeare is a true honor (I often wondered if he ever imagined his words would still hold such power 400 years later).

[Coffee Vampier]

I don't if it was his writing or if it was the "Idea" of the name Shakespeare.. However, his plays were well written including his sonnets

[Fran Marie]

Great descriptions throughout this piece..i like the idea of winter awakening the senses from summers trance..nice work ..congrats on your winning poem..

[Nolo Segundo]

A much belated thank you for the review, Fran Marie. I tried a couple times to log in here to do so but the site was 'confused'-- cybernetic mysteries seem almost as hard to grasp as God's!

[Coyote Poetry]

December. Month to prepare for the cold days. I liked the use of description leading to the strong ending. Thank you Nolo for sharing the excellent poetry.
Coyote

[Nolo Segundo]

Thank you, Coyote, I appreciate it-- cool pen name by the way!

[Coyote Poetry]

Thank you and you are welcome. Long story where the name came from.