Winter

Winter

Bleak September rain 

     washes away the end of Summer…

Damp, Barber winds bluster and 

     carry away warm Summer breezes…

The hastening dance of days

     runs ever shorter in fall of Autumn color…

Brittle, dry, crackling leaves 

     fly, dance, shutter, and fall…

Fragile, crumbling refuse 

     of warmer, brighter days.

Cold winds blow,

     snaking round every corner…

Swirling, seeping, sneaking
     into every chilly nook and bower…

Breathing frigid fractals

     ‘pon the frosted windowpane…

Slithering, plundering warmth 

     and weak, dreary daylight…

From hyperboreal frozen,

     merciless, snowbound nights.

Winds howl and souls cower

     ‘neath the crawling, creeping glacial rictus…

Buried in the icy grip 

     of desolate, frozen Winter.

Author's Note

Brrrr!!

Reviews

[Bill O. Writes]

From line one this had the winter feel to it. I love winter time and this got me so pumped up for it! :)

[MomzillaNC]

Thank you.

You love winter, I loathe the cold! I wish Christmas was in June! LOL

[My_Obsidian_Eye]

cold eventual bareness of our existence, lovely.

[MomzillaNC]

Thank you. I can see that interpretation. That's what I love about poetry… it's all in the "eye of the beholder."

This one was meant in very literal terms to make the reader go, "Brrrrrr!!!!" And grab a sweater! :D

[TheLostMind]

"Winds howl and souls cower
‘neath the crawling, creeping glacial rictus…
Buried in the icy grip
of desolate, frozen Winter." .
A really good write. Although,there are several poems out there trying to describe "winter" I feel this is far better than those. I love the way you capture its essence. Great work.

[MomzillaNC]

Thank you! I just hate the cold so much!

[RayXor]

this is nice though to me it speaks more of emotion fading into depression good job keep it frosty my friend

[MomzillaNC]

Thank you.

That's the wonderful thing about poetry… it speaks to us all so differently. My intent with this one, though, was to make you feel the frigid chill and go, "Brrrr!!" :D

[PloughBoy]

What a fabulously written and so well composed poem you've written, Denise. Fall...it gets my creative juices flowing, and is my most cherished of all the seasons.

You've captured the essence beautifully here, as fall relinquishes her colorful hold on earth, and Old Man Winter takes the reigns.

Magnificent!

[MomzillaNC]

Thank you very much.

As a visual artist, I love to paint and photograph Autumn. The only thing I don't like about Fall is that Winter takes over. I hate the cold!

[PloughBoy]

I agree, MomzillaNC. I don't care much for extremely cold temperatures myself. I wish it could be fall year around, LOL. :}

[MomzillaNC]

Or, just Fall and Spring… :D

[PloughBoy]

Hah-ha, yes, that would work too, LOL...

[R Smith]

My God that is a fantastic poem of winter and the descriptive wording is beyond beautiful, the sheer smooth construction of lines and the icy flow of rhyme into frozen winter makes it all a supreme poem, a library work for me, thank you.

[MomzillaNC]

Thank you so much! My intent was to make you go, "Brrrr!!" :D

I hate winter. I wish Christmas was in June!

[R Smith]

A white Christmas in June....interesting :)

[MomzillaNC]

LOL! That's an odd turn!

[Christopher Withers]

Many fantastic turns of phrase, I really enjoyed this one!

[MomzillaNC]

Thank you.

[hardeep sabharwal]

I have written a poem with same title, though theme was different, your vocabulary and expression is nice,
good poem

[MomzillaNC]

Thank you.

[MomzillaNC]

BTW, will you be posting your poem, "Winter?"

[hardeep sabharwal]

I will post soon dear friend

[MomzillaNC]

Make sure you send me a read request when it's up, please.

[hardeep sabharwal]

yes sure I will. send :)