Gloom

 

Winter has come to stay

chaotic storms

hidden from the sun

 

Long hiatus

morning or night

light is the same

 

Colours are gone

not quite depressed

just a lingering gloom

 

 

Reviews

[Kelly Scheppers]

Your words are nature's voice, stretched upon a most exquisite canvas. We are meant to breathe deeply, and anticipate the coming of spring.

[MCS]

Hello my friend, thank you for the visit. I can't wait for spring or even just a break from all these winter stroms.

[Annette Pisano-Higley]

Mary, Your stark, b&w image, ghostlike, chilling, devoid of color, is a negative waiting for development in the Spring. We, like the birds and bees and bears, sleep until then. Your beautiful but melancholy poem describes our “long hiatus” so perfectly. Spirits may wilt now, but will soon rise with the dawning of the Spring sun. Lovely language, flow, imagery. Excellent write.

[MCS]

Hello Annette, thank you. We've had no break from the bad weather, another foot of snow today and more on the way. Enough I say!

[John the Baptist]

Winter can be like that. That's why some people experience SADS (Seasonal Affective Disorder Syndrome).The poem describes the situation very eloquently.

[MCS]

Hello John, thank you for the kind words, its so appreciated.