Battlefields of Discontented Dreams

Another year has marched out of my life.

A crusading warrior making his way back home,

Leaving bloody battlefields in his wake.

Trampled valleys where dreams once stood.

 

In the beginning, the year tiptoed in,

Softly sprinkling crystallized wishes.

Ideas, floating like a fine dusting of snow,

Forming a light covering on my bed of anticipation.

 

In swept the Ides of Spring laden with promises.

Storms tossing my wants in a turbulent sea of needs.

I planted my seeds with the expectancy of progression,

Hoping to find nourishment for my battered soul.

 

Summer scorched a path through my life

Bringing passion and potential to my fertile soil

Growing, thriving, reaching for the budding of fulfillment

Hopes alive, green and fresh, standing tall against adversity.

 

Autumn flew in on the winds of a changeling,

Taking the abundance and leaving a barren field.

Stripped of optimism, I wander in the fields of despair,

Wondering where my footpath led me astray.

 

Yes wicked winter with your freezing rains.

You beat against me, leaving blisters in your wake.

But Spring will return, of this I am certain,

Bringing with it the possibilities of contentment.

Reviews

[Spat Queen]

This piece has an apealing melodic rhythm. The desparation somehow finds a way to magnify the optimism within the message. The imagery in the first stanza really gives it a punch!
/A crusading warrior making his way back home,
leaving bloody battlefields in his wake.
Trampled valleys where dreams once stood.../

It reminds me of the "ten of wands" of the Tarot. I'm Featuring this at Cloak and Dagger.

[Coyote Poetry]

A excellent poem. I could feel the disappointment in your words. So many powerful lines in the poem. Ending left us with some hope.
Coyote

[Anita B Jacques]

Very good write, I could read sadness and disappointment, I like your description of the 4 seasons with anticipation and a little impatient for the year to end. Thank you for sharing.God Bless.

[Scrawlid]

I Love the title. It has a rhythm that kind of rolls off the mind.
I really cannot find a line that I like more than any other; the descriptions were very imaginative. I'd have to say this is one of my all time favorites.

[Frances O'Neill]

This is beautifully written! It is full of vibrant description of the past years intrigue or sadness.

[Kieran James McGovern]

This paints a humbling portrait, almost tangible. Very good story.

[Sheila Kline]

Your use of imagery to tell your story is majestic....exquisite! I am a fan of battle writes anyway, though this be a personal battle story, it is woven with metaphors that allow my imagination to drift away to a far off place where knights in shining armor dwell.
I am saddened that you have not found as such in this write! It has a longing in it as one searches for contentment and rejuvenation!
Very well done!

[Celtic Cat]

Wonderful imagery!! This write is superb.... it's been a while since I've read something this well put together. It is sad... life. Quite the rollercoaster.... we fly up high only to come back down again. This pierces my heart - from the title to the finish and reminds me so much of me. Excellent, excellent write, my friend.

[yinseriv]

I was drawn to this poem by the title not quite knowing what to expect. I found the imagery and analogies quite good. The subject was thought provoking. I liked the message of the final stanza. Good work.

[Sharon Miller Bolander]

Seasons both in nature and in life follow a progression that you captured quite well in your poem. I'm not a fan of the cold, windy, wintry weather we are experiencing as I comment; it certainly leaves me discontented and eager for a spring that is months away. I liked the balance in your final stanza and the "possibilities of contentment" made the circle of life/seasons complete. Sharon

[Scott Free]

The title is really good...it drew me in instantly.
And so did the first lines. In fact, the whole poem held my interest. I really liked it!
I'll read it again and again.