WintershadeA Poem by David Scottnot sure
Wintershade haunts me. I fear the days when I am happy, With only the company of the cat. I fear the cold stillness of winter, Where only the dryness of the
crackling fire Radiates her song, devoid of form…
Honking geese, as they mock My inability to migrate. I will enjoy the restlessness of fall.
Half bare limbs, fence with stately
poise, The rushing thrusts of autumn... Rejoice with me. Today, the dog is still alive. Besides, when there is only a wintershade, Contently stroking the purring of sleeping desire, Who I am will have followed the
baying hound, Beyond the chill of the rocking
chair… © 2014 David ScottReviews
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