Melancholy

How I'm feeling, right now.

A bitter wind

From the north west

Penetrates my soul.

 

As if

It was made

Of tissue paper

With icy tentacles.

 

Shivering

Under the gentle rain

Of brightly coloured leaves

Heralding the end

For another season

Of dreams.

 

Vague promises

To return

Once more.

 

As a weak sun

Tries to shine

Through the slate sky

With mixed results.

 

Knowing

The coming raindrops

Will soon change

Into snowflakes.

 

Covering the cityscape

Under a white blanket

While my soul seeks

A warm place

To sleep.

Reviews

[willweb]

Therisa, this hoepfully will pass and spring will return to your world very soon. This was definitely melancholy if I ever did see it. You did a wonderful job with this, I am sorry you feel this way.

[therisa]

Thank you, Will. Seems, I can write the blues, better than anything else.

[icelandicblue]

Melancholy is such a void of emotion. The holidays intensify those feelings of malaise. I felt it in this poem:

As a weak sun
Tries to shine
Through the slate sky
With mixed results.

That is a perfect description.

[therisa]

Thank you, Icelandicblue, I wrote this before or after the Canadian Thanksgiving (2nd Monday, in October).

[Lyn Anderson]

What a great descriptive piece. One minor thing, I would take it's out all together, but if you leave it in, it should not have an apostrophe. The rest of the piece has two or three words as the end, and I think it would flow better without it. But, as always, poetic license is yours my friend, it does not take away from the meaning of the piece.

[therisa]

Thank you, KL, for your suggested correction. Had the Mamas & the Papas' "California Dreaming" playing in my head, as I wrote this.

[RAOrourke]

Shivering
Under the gentle rain
Of brightly coloured leaves
Heralding the end
For another season
Of dreams...beautifully written and shows the melancholy state of mind. I love the pace with which you wrote but even more the selection of words brought vivid images to mind. Very nice

[therisa]

Thank you, RAOrourke. Was feeling down, when I wrote this poem.

[RAOrourke]

Hope all is well now :)

[therisa]

Sadly, my season of depression is, just starting for me, with the early fall rains, here.

[MomzillaNC]

This is rather melancholy, as you said. Sometimes, even when we're moving forward and doing all the right things to get better, we still feel like our path is falling away from us.

[therisa]

Thank you, Momzilla. Had parts of this poem, rattling around my head, last nght, but couldn't find the right words, to express it. Like a teaser, of things to come.

[MomzillaNC]

You're welcome.