The Season of Melancholy

The poem and your comment would resonate with those who suffer SAD when days get short and colder.

I think Scott Fitzgerald was speaking out of his depth, does not sound like one in tune with nature like say Wordsworth and other country based poets who would have more likely seen spring as renewal time. NYC and Hollywood were more FSF's haunts.

Yes, I've been this way since childhood. It makes it awkward at times, given Fall is my hubby's favorite. One highlight is campfires & marshmallows!

There've been a good many 'bonfires and marshmallows' down my way lately at this season of Bonfire Night around 5 November (my village has just had its community fireworks display on Saturday night). Ironic this year - Bonfire Night commemorates the discovery of a plot on 5 November 1605 to blow up the British Parliament; this year 5 November will be the day the present session of Parliament ends before the December general elections. (Cynics might say some of our politicians could do with blowing up!)

This definitely reflects the outside elements at present.  A very classic flow to this Pandora.  Nicely done.

Thank you, T. Loving the fallish avi btw;)

One life must die to give birth anew ... The cycle of seasonal life ... Perennials and such ... Bless and love ...

Yes, unfortunately. The miracle is in growing back. I just don't see where, we as humans, are renewed in the process. Nevertheless,  all is evanescent & we can't grow stagnant.  Maybe there's a hidden revelation. Lol

I guess a matter of perspective ... From one we are renewed each day ... All depends what you're looking for ... Bless and love ...

Your gift with words shines through the winter cold. Even when writing of the sorrowful land you create transcendent beauty. That last line was just brilliant. My winters were better when my loved ones still walked the earth. Now I can fully relate to your feelings on winter. The melancholy blues have found a home in your words which make the reader feel less alone in this season. For that I am grateful and in awe of your poetry.

XoXoXo
John

You always find the kindest words to bless me with, John. I'm forever grateful, always no that! I'm much like you, the season's were much easier with all those I loved around. The change has always brought about some melancholy long before I knew what that was & just felt the outcast as a kid. Thank you for the honor of the add too!

THE CHANGING OF THE SEASONS BRINGING WITH IT FEELINGS THAT FLOW TOWARDS OUR TRUE INNER EMOTIONS TOUCHING THE HEART AS WELL AS THE SOUL OF THE MIND...NICELY DONE

Thank you for bestowing your lovely comment & add, Stoney. I appreciate it muchly.. big hugs!

thank you for sharing your inner thoiughts...respect with love

Yea been feeling that way myself
Such an amazing piece you've written here so dig your words pandy 🙌
Beautifully sorrowful stuff

Thank you kindly, Hunter. Although I'm sorry you can relate. Since I'm older, I warn you that these tides don't seem to change.😅🙄so good to have you back so don't let melancholy days allow you to stray! ;)

Autumn brings decay into clear crisp focus. Every path is littered. Not one single fallen leaf retains the golden hue beneath the cruel tread of the boot.

It's SO good to see you,  David. I've been wondering & hoping you're doing good. There's no better comment than a poetic one, thanks for sharing with me.;)❤🤗