Winter's Tale

In the chilly 

and icy winter,

with its limited avenues

of sunshine

and evening darkness,

Love blossomed in my chest...

When nature itself was

dying....

drowning....

murdered by the suffocating avalanche of

ice and snow and sadness......

      It was beautiful

Frosty Aspen leaves blowing,

cradled by the North wind....

The sun a pearly speck

in the turquoise sky....

The moon...brighter than ever

shone down.....

Chinar leaves raining 

in the garden of breezes...

Hemlocks, Spruces, Pines, and Fir trees

swaying to the backdrop of

barn owl hoots and

rattling wind in the chimney.....

We read story books all day and 

made assumptions about the future...

In a home of wood, warmth, and wellness, 

we stayed....

                                        .... Forever?

Forever.

Author's Note

Winter is a beautiful canvas according to me! :)

Back here for a little while...I hope to review back as many writers and poets as I can...:))

Notes on the poem:
Chinar leaf :A leaf from an oriental tree found in the cold snowy northern region of India. It resembles the maple leaf somewhat and sheds in the winter.

Reviews

[Fabian G. Franklin]

The beauty of winter contained in verse. I'd never heard of the Chinar tree or leaves so that was an interesting bit of knowledge. We have Great Horned owls here and they call to each other (male and female) each morning, just at dawn, in the coldest winter months. The female's song is loud and high while the male's song is short and low. I enjoyed the read.

[Moonie]

Thank you so much for the lovely review! Chinar really has the prettiest shape in my opinion!

[Lydia Shutter]

There is a cozy feeling to this poem. Memories of winter are so vivid for many of us...the feeling of family and the warmth. The imagery in your words is lovely. Lydi**

[jacob erin-cilberto]

nothing like love to warm a heart in winter...and make everything a pretty picture rather than what we saw in Shakespeare's poem "Winter"---which shows the ugly, stark cold and bitterness of the season...

nicely done here.

j.

[Moonie]

Thank you, dear sir! I apologise for being so late to comment.. :))

[Valentine]

Some very nice lines and thoughts. This would be uplifting without some of the words in the second grouping. Valentine

[Moonie]

Thank you for your kind words! I wanted to make it sound uplifting but also wanted to leave the end a bit ambiguous...glad that got through! :)))

[andrew mitchell]

I love winter, the wood fire, the romance associated.You captured the essence of winter's beauty so well

[Moonie]

I love winters too! :)) thanks forithe review! :)

[Alfred Kukitz]

A lovely picturesque poem falling like snow and lighting the tree.

Regards,
Al

Missed you!

[Moonie]

Awwww Al...definitely missed you and your exceptional poetry too!! Happy new year in advance! :)))

[Alfred Kukitz]

A Happy New Year to you!

[Tony Jordan]

I got a sense of 'Once upon a Time...' and a 'Happily Ever After' for our lovers here. The reality may not have been quite sucessful though, ergo the 'Forever?' at the end.
I loved the little scenes. They are truly loving and lovely. Just the thing to warm a winters morning.
Nicely done.
Oh...ps....I couldn't help but notice your hand-writing Moons Fairest. It is truly beautiful. Make my own (of which I am immodestly proud lol) look like scrawls.

[Moonie]

Mon handwriting?!! Beautiful..?!! It's more of a doctor's unintelligible scribble but thanks anyway! :))
I was trying to give the feel of a fairytale romance set amidst the backdrop of snowy winters...glad that feel got through! :)
That "forever?" at the end was meant as a question asked by a third party...maybe the future version of the protagonist asking the past self if she'd actually thought they'd be together forever...and then the reply that after that moment they they'd shared, they were never meant to be together, what they had was too powerful to break and too divine to last but in that moment there was no past no future, just that infinite moment suspended in time.

[Tony Jordan]

Oh I get it. Like the suspended chords in a song - they are meant to leave the listener with that 'unresolved' feeling when they hear it.
You employed a similar poetic device with skill here Moons.
Yes your handwriting by the way lol. It is very artful I thought. It has flair.
Perhaps you are 'Moons flairest daughter' now. lol

[Moonie]

Exactly...that feel...like it is possible that they may have separated, but that shining moment will be tgere forever.

Ps...Love the pun...Thanks for the compliment again...hard to ahem believe though lol..