Winter

poem by: Julia Shaw
Written on Dec 30, 2019

         Winter
I dread the winter's coming on
The trees without their dressings
I fear the winter's dark, cold moan
Long shadows without blessings

Bare tree limbs are upward reaching
Where the sunlight ever fails
I hear the sound of great owls screeching
Trees look like witch”s fingernails

I hate the cold that winter brings
Dark, dank weather for each day
It seems as if I'll never sing
Or see again sun's lovely rays

My body aches and hollow feels
Blankets and fireplace are roaring on
But to me they don't seem real
No heat can reach into my bones

Oh, winter will you last so long
With dreary rain and colder mist
Oh, how I wish that you were gone
And Spring could put on me it's kiss

 

Tags: Sad, Rhyme, Depressing, Dark,

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Frank Hornby . commented on Dec 30, 2019 at 8:36pm
I love the imagery in this poem....Winter is my least liked season just like you Julia....❄️....roll on Spring...
Roxanne Dubarry commented on Jan 05, 2020 at 8:32pm
You and my deceased mother, would be bosomed buddies and pin pals. She loved Summer, she loved spring. She loved warmer Autumns. But she hated the cold grey cloudy skies of winter, and the weather.
Epolfi Ticance commented on Jan 08, 2020 at 5:50am
awesome poem. I'm guessing winter of the lack of love you felt at a certain point of your life. You are waiting for the warmth of spring which is a metaphor for the warmth of love.

 

 

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