Comes Winter

Into frost I must slip.....................................

Comes Winter

The twinkle is deceit!

As the cold,

harsh north wind does compete

for the attention of the nymphs

who adorn this earth

and value the worth

of the warmth of hearts

of those who worship the sun.

And when it is done

and the only hope left

is the carving of skin

just let me slip away.

 

21/09/14

Author's Note

Reviews

[Ruth]

The shedding of one season to another, the metaphor here, brilliant, as ever, I felt this deeply xo

[John Alexander McFadyen]

Thank you Poppy was feeling somewhat blue in this one.

[AprilRN1210]

just me, but the frost has a icy part of my heart, so I am partial..... this one tugs on the heartstrings Jon.. nice to see you my friend.. ((hugs))

[John Alexander McFadyen]

Thanks April. Been taking a break and trying to operate more in the real world.

[AprilRN1210]

it is always a pleasure.. I can understand and relate.. :)

[Leslie Philibert]

John is a poet I like and admire, this reflects the tough Scottish climate, like especially the skin line, the last quatrain has a Heaneyesque feeling, well done !

[John Alexander McFadyen]

Coming from one of the most accomplished poets on the site I am really humbled by such fulsome praise. Thank you Leslie!

[Kelly Scheppers]

I always look forward to reading you, no matter the season, John!

[John Alexander McFadyen]

Thank you Kelly you are kind.

[R Smith]

Remarkably sad but very beautiful John, seems to express deep sorrow especially at the very end, almost like dying, well written John :)

[John Alexander McFadyen]

Thanks Richard and yes suicide is dying.

[Lyn Anderson]

I am not a big fan of winter either. Good write.

[John Alexander McFadyen]

Thanks 'M' winter is a metaphor in this one.

[Lyn Anderson]

Well, ya, I am not a big fan of that either :)

[Frieda P]

You need to take your cranky pants off now John....poignant way of penning that angst. I love it but I don't want to. ;)

[John Alexander McFadyen]

If I took my cranky pants off my Lady I would freeze to death. Just in a hole for now.

[Frieda P]

Just put your big boy pants on John....x

[Lyn Anderson]

He is in such a hole he didn't even recognize my remark of "I don't like winter either" as recognizing his metaphor -- poor boy, having a rough go of it.

[Frieda P]

I know, we can't let him sink....

[Lyn Anderson]

Maybe we should tag team him, poetic like? Is the world ready for a Frieda KL collaboration???

[Frieda P]

OMG....it'll spin off its axis. haha

[Lydia Shutter]

Brutally sad emotions throughout this one. Winter.....connotations of it are dark most times it seems. Even as the sun shines, we are bitten by the wind. So it is in life....not all that glitters is gold as we know. Powerful poetry. Lydi**

[John Alexander McFadyen]

In truth I fall Lydi...................Thank you.

[Coyote Poetry]

A amazing poem for the season of Winter. I like the tone and honest feel of the poem. You create good places and thoughts with your amazing poetry.
Coyote

[John Alexander McFadyen]

Thank you Cyote

[Coyote Poetry]

You are welcome.