Casualties of Cold

Casualties of Cold

A Poem by Chris Shaw
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(Cyclamen, purple headed reduced to mush)

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butterfly flowers
shielded from sharpest of winds
perish in their beds

even the hardy
succumb to the savage bite
of winter night-frosts

© 2022 Chris Shaw


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When the hardy were perishing, those tender flowers didn't stand a chance. Yet, we always hope they will. This poem speaks to me of a very harsh and biting winter. One that has no place in it for fragile softness or colour. I feel the heartbreak in your words. We all wait eagerly for the winter to end.....Beautiful Haikus, dear Chris!

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Chris Shaw

1 Year Ago

Thank you DIVYA. I lost all my cyclamen plants on my deck table which is normally fairly protected o.. read more
Ayvid N

1 Year Ago

I know the heartbreak of a much loved plant, dear Chris. Lost three of my precious Christmas trees i.. read more



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I believe nature talks to us, warns us through the death of flowers, or animals. We too, in some ways, are as fragile and must bloom in the hearts of other human beings before it's too late.

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Chris Shaw

1 Year Ago

I agree, nature does speak to us. Not sure we always listen though. Thank you Tim and a very happy n.. read more
Was is the butterfly or the harsh wind that caused the flower to tremble and whiplash? Savage in its strength and beauty aptly captured in this poem. All the while inside of us our casualties often lay disguised.

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Chris Shaw

1 Year Ago

It was the savage cold wind that caused the butterfly petals of this beauty to give up the ghost. We.. read more
dear Chris.. flowers are like babies… they need a Bonnet when it is Cold… Today young Mothers do not bother to cover their babies heads like they did in the 5o’s and 60’s and 70’s. “What’s Up Doc !!! ?…. like in Bugs Bunny. Now only Grannies like me wear Hats always in the Winter…. gently, Pat p.s. Babies and Grannies are very Fragile. tenderly, Pat

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Chris Shaw

1 Year Ago

Happy new year dear Pat. You are so right. Flowers need tender loving care much like babies do. They.. read more
Ah..the poet and their wild-eyed mourning of what is for most a subtle tragedy at best! I know that we have the butterfly bush in these parts of North America but not sure about the Cyclamen (a greater sin I do not know than my own ignorance). To hear the sound of your pain in this wonderful poem is to know and feel the slow moan of the butterfly in its weeping for such things as this. Let the winter take as it wishes as the war of spring is near. Still...the way we see such things as poets still amazes me. I hope that everything from the sound of the loss of the preflight caterpillar to the single blade of grass in a stage of dehydration never leaves the breaking of this heart along with "the thousand natural shocks that flesh is heir to...". Thanks for the reminder... Joseph!

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Chris Shaw

1 Year Ago

Dear Joseph, the gardener smiled at your comments and said such is life :)The poet thanks you for yo.. read more
Perdition

1 Year Ago

He didn't cut the grass, did he?!! hahaha. You're most welcome!
Your work is getting shorter in the imagism mode - I like it.

Winston

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Chris Shaw

1 Year Ago

Many thanks Winston. It’s good to attempt variety in poetry. Keeps you on your toes.

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Such a sad, precise piece. My cabbages perished, but they are not particularly beautiful. Such is the lot of a gardener. The efforts are prosaic, the results poetic. And sometimes, the vagaries of nature provide us with inspiration!

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Chris Shaw

1 Year Ago

Many thank yous Zoe for your thoughtful comments. Happy new year.

Chris


what a sad little tale, but told so terribly well .. I think bears have got the write idea .. maybe

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Chris Shaw

1 Year Ago

I think the gardener messed up here big time. Thank you Neville .
More to come in January in the UK apparently Chris. Was this a metaphor for a wider situation ? A telling piece of brevity which resonates beyond its six well chosen lines ✨️✨️✨️✨️✨️

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Chris Shaw

1 Year Ago

I am appreciating the milder temperatures at the moment Tony. Pleased you saw a metaphor there as we.. read more
red93

1 Year Ago

Many thanks Chris - and for you also 👍👍👍👍👍
Only the stronger survive...as the song went.

but even frosts find their victims...just like Covid or other diseases...
we can become defenseless...
j.

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Chris Shaw

1 Year Ago

So true dear J. Only the strongest survive. Many thanks for your share and happy new year greetings,.. read more
Nature is notoriously unsentimental. The winds and the cold just do what they do, with no thought for fragile beauty. The disturbing thing is that there are some people like that, too.

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Chris Shaw

1 Year Ago

Thank you John. I appreciate all your visits and support. Have a happy and healthy 2023. All the bes.. read more

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Albert, my paternal grandfather introduced me to Tennyson when I was nine. I have loved poetry ever since but did not attempt writing a single piece until I was 40. It's never too late to try somethin.. more..

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