Lonely Winter Blues

Lonely Winter Blues

A Poem by Polaroid Impossible
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We had one of our worst winters last year here in Australia. So where did I decide to move?.. That's right- England, for a second winter. I recently returned to Australia for a third winter in a row..

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Cold stabbing at the skin
The frost won't stop bickering 

Rain, hail, snow - my old friends 
Hearing spring as it contends 

Blinding white staining the earth
Flakes falling, giving birth 

Winter breaths every affliction 
Its fatal demise, a sick addiction 

Resurrect a dying season 
For it holds no reason 

Whispering wise words 
Of winter's cold curse   

© 2012 Polaroid Impossible


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This poem is very reflective of the circle of life. Winter is generally associated with the lack of life but then you use "giving birth" and "breaths" and "resurrect" contrasted with "fatal demise, a sick addiction" "dying season" There is def something here, melting off the tongue of the lines. Well done.

Posted 12 Years Ago


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Polaroid Impossible

12 Years Ago

Thanks very much. My writing often is often either personified or written in a story structured form.. read more



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I love the Rhyme ... poem's nicely penned.

Posted 11 Years Ago


In all its powering up along the lines and couplets the strongest and most telling are the last two stanzas. If we have disposed ears we shall indeed hear the wisdom whispered by the scourge of a frozen ecosystem. Wonderful and powerful poem. Thanks for sharing it with us.

Posted 11 Years Ago


Deep and worth the pondering thoughts, like the rhyming pattern

Posted 12 Years Ago


This poem portrays winter beautifully, well worded with amazing personification. Awesome job!

Posted 12 Years Ago


Very well done I absolutely love the tone you use when writing. Resurrect a dying season, for it holds no reason. Almost a sinister singsong fashion to these lines great job!

Posted 12 Years Ago


This gives winter a different view! I like the adjectives you used: "a fatal demise, a sick addiction". Sounds like you had a harsh experience in England! Great poem:)

Posted 12 Years Ago


I like this a lot :) one thing, did you mean breaths or breathes? Because looked more like the latter fit better to me.

Posted 12 Years Ago


It's beautiful, really... the rhythm is really nice and flowing. :)

I especially liked:
"Blinding white staining the earth
Flakes falling, giving birth " brilliant usage of words!

Well done!

Posted 12 Years Ago


Nicely done. You managed to capture the desolate nature of winter and yet it vibrates with the tension of being in a holding pattern waiting to break free.

Posted 12 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

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Lee
The cold can indeed be harsh and sting deep through skin and bones. You captured the essence of this season well and the emotion, or rather your dislike for such cold, is melted inbetween the words and wrapped throughout. ( "Giving Birth" seemed a tad contradictory to what you were saying however. It caught me off guard, a surprising description.. and then later to say "Resurrect a dying season for it holds no reason" surprised me once more. )

I would have liked to have seen a few more stanzas though. There is a feeling of incompleteness. Like it's not yet finished...

Posted 12 Years Ago


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Polaroid Impossible

12 Years Ago

Perhaps metaphorically portraying the never-ending Winter that won't cease! :)
Lee

12 Years Ago

haha nice :)

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Polaroid Impossible
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Bowral , New South Wales , Australia



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