Winter Comes...

A reflection on life...

Where once the spring

Shone in our faces,

Tugged at our heart-strings

Danced at our traces,

Now there are chills,

Portents inside us,

Shadows from far-off hills

Now walk beside us.

 

Love came and went,

Followed its calling,

Left us to rue the chance-glance

Of each falling,

Tears followed laughter,

Sadness brought pain,

Love flowed down gutters

With every spring rain.

 

What of the children

Laughing beside us?

Spring turned to summer

And quickly denied us;

Scorched our intentions

And scratched all our itches;

Where are the children now?

Hedgerows and ditches!

 

So much for summer, one

Long dissipation,

Autumn leaves spiral

And pile desolation,

Deep in our hearts those old

Tears are still falling,

Dark clouds are gathering

As winter comes calling.

 

David Lewis Paget

Reviews

[Penlady]

AH! Life depicted in all the seasons of love and laughter, forever after, spring forward, summer's dance, love's chance, autumn's color, but to me winter is a time for snuggling even if with ones' own memories of what was and what still could be.
Perchance a glass of wine and thee. A poet's treasury!
Your writing points to other possibilities. Another lovely melody of a poem.

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Loved it :)

[Marie]

The seasons are relentless; nothing hinders their marching. You take us grimly--yet gracefully--through the changes.

[Distant horizons]

superbly done Sir. This couldn't be bettered if i had 50 winters to try.The onset and the realisation that winter is once more apon us perfectly captured.

[Wendy Seames Garner]

Another great write! Winter is coming much too fast for my liking.

[Emerald Seas]

Another excellent writing, David. Love the seasonal correlation to life.

[Kristallo]

I always loathed the winter time. Nature is so silent, it seems lifeless, and frozen.

This poem is true to form, the stages of life follow that of the seasons, with genuine affinity to the elements. You have such a grace of poet prowess, it truly is profound. Loved the write, it's excellent. I sing your praises. :)
100/100