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To Die In Winter
To die in winter, while waiting patiently for spring
amid the harsh and bitter gusts of frozen wind
grand plans and dreams undone, betrayed by father time
To lie alone, beneath a crust of freshly fallen snow
once sparkling promise doused forever more
beside a quiet icy pond though life and love be barely born
To find the seeds of spring encased in chilling frost
beyond the reach of germination’s warmth
bequeathed the painful frozen broth of loss before their birth
To live in fear, while waiting grimly for the worst
denies the worth of youth before the frost
the best of who you are, of evenings spent beside a roaring fire
To seek the flame within that beauty once inspired
grant not to willful winter absolute power
over everything you love, for each soft breath of life is blessed
To see spectacular rainbows in dreary skies above
hope requires the remarkable touch of love
twinkling misty eyes cast outward toward wistful eyes that care.
amid the harsh and bitter gusts of frozen wind
grand plans and dreams undone, betrayed by father time
To lie alone, beneath a crust of freshly fallen snow
once sparkling promise doused forever more
beside a quiet icy pond though life and love be barely born
To find the seeds of spring encased in chilling frost
beyond the reach of germination’s warmth
bequeathed the painful frozen broth of loss before their birth
To live in fear, while waiting grimly for the worst
denies the worth of youth before the frost
the best of who you are, of evenings spent beside a roaring fire
To seek the flame within that beauty once inspired
grant not to willful winter absolute power
over everything you love, for each soft breath of life is blessed
To see spectacular rainbows in dreary skies above
hope requires the remarkable touch of love
twinkling misty eyes cast outward toward wistful eyes that care.
Published 21st Dec 2012
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23rd Dec 2012 8:47pm
That is a sensational update to The Scarecrow by Walter de la Mare. Your stole my heart!
24th Dec 2012 2:43pm
Ah, to find a comment such as yours has made my morning rise and shine sublime. Wow, and I almost can't believe it's Christmas Eve... Jingle bells, my friend! All best wishes, Mary Ann
24th Dec 2012 3:03pm
May your bells jingle too. Apron and thigh boots are required ;-) Happy everything to you.
25th Dec 2012 8:17pm
Tee-hee... surprise, surprise; happy heaps of snowfall!!! Gee, just what I always wanted. :-)
Anonymous
8th Jan 2013 7:34pm
Wow, what a poem.
Cool pic, too.
How I love winter! Is what drew me to your work, the title.
A title can really make a poem, hey.
Not really break it, but it sure can scream at the reader for attention.
This baby did it, lock, stocks.....
My fave lines:
*beyond the reach of germination’s warmth
*To see spectacular rainbows in dreary skies above
*once sparkling promise doused forever more
Must admit, kinda struggled a bit with this line:
*grant not to willful winter absolute power.
I thought, great...no split-infinitive, but then realised that there is no infinitive. Your verb was "grant", not so?
This poem reminds me a bit of Dylan's " Do not gentle..."as well as S.Plath's "........." (Can't remember the title now...but it has to do with...I can't believe I've sprung from the furious loins of my parents, now sitting cold...by the fireside, I think?)
Really like your poem, Ravenwing!
Have a query, though ( if I may)?
This line:
*grand plans and dreams undone, betrayed by father time
Why FATHER time...where'd you get this idea from? So cool.
Keep penning more, RW.
Swell stuff!
Cheers
Tidespotter
Cool pic, too.
How I love winter! Is what drew me to your work, the title.
A title can really make a poem, hey.
Not really break it, but it sure can scream at the reader for attention.
This baby did it, lock, stocks.....
My fave lines:
*beyond the reach of germination’s warmth
*To see spectacular rainbows in dreary skies above
*once sparkling promise doused forever more
Must admit, kinda struggled a bit with this line:
*grant not to willful winter absolute power.
I thought, great...no split-infinitive, but then realised that there is no infinitive. Your verb was "grant", not so?
This poem reminds me a bit of Dylan's " Do not gentle..."as well as S.Plath's "........." (Can't remember the title now...but it has to do with...I can't believe I've sprung from the furious loins of my parents, now sitting cold...by the fireside, I think?)
Really like your poem, Ravenwing!
Have a query, though ( if I may)?
This line:
*grand plans and dreams undone, betrayed by father time
Why FATHER time...where'd you get this idea from? So cool.
Keep penning more, RW.
Swell stuff!
Cheers
Tidespotter
8th Jan 2013 10:11pm
Thank you so much for your in-depth and to die for comments.
As to your question, I had to stop and think: why or why not "father time"...
hopefully its not some form of subliminal gender bias, ha!
I tend to believe in "mother earth" - "old man winter" - "father time." Not sure why. might be due to nature or nurture.
Interesting though... should I seek a shrink? :-)
As to your question, I had to stop and think: why or why not "father time"...
hopefully its not some form of subliminal gender bias, ha!
I tend to believe in "mother earth" - "old man winter" - "father time." Not sure why. might be due to nature or nurture.
Interesting though... should I seek a shrink? :-)
Anonymous
9th Jan 2013 10:22am
Cool, man.
No need for shrink...how about...SHRINK that idea....! :-)
Father Time sounds about right, I'd say.
Dunno if Twisted would agree.....
Pen more!
Tidespotter
No need for shrink...how about...SHRINK that idea....! :-)
Father Time sounds about right, I'd say.
Dunno if Twisted would agree.....
Pen more!
Tidespotter
9th Jan 2013 6:36pm
Teehee... all generous encouragement inhaled most gratefully.
My muse seems to be stuck on questioning "why oh why 2013?" Is it a good thing or a bad thing? Should we have skipped it, moved on to fourteen?
Who knows...
My muse seems to be stuck on questioning "why oh why 2013?" Is it a good thing or a bad thing? Should we have skipped it, moved on to fourteen?
Who knows...
Anonymous
- Edited 9th Jan 2013 7:16pm
9th Jan 2013 7:15pm
Oh no, don't be superstitious now!
Year's just started and you wanna boot already....give it a chance....to....grow on you.....like a well-loved but ugly-looking old jacket.
Depending on which horoscope you fancy....occidental, Chinese, solar or even lunar....you can find some answers...but ingest with bag-a-salt......!
Take that muse, whip it into shape and go from there :-)
Pen more, Raven, pen!
Tidespotter
Year's just started and you wanna boot already....give it a chance....to....grow on you.....like a well-loved but ugly-looking old jacket.
Depending on which horoscope you fancy....occidental, Chinese, solar or even lunar....you can find some answers...but ingest with bag-a-salt......!
Take that muse, whip it into shape and go from there :-)
Pen more, Raven, pen!
Tidespotter
9th Jan 2013 11:27pm
Funny you should mention horoscope - apparently my Mercury is being trounced by Pluto, per a concerned friend. Geez, I dunno much about astrology... should I stay indoors?
Anonymous
10th Jan 2013 9:18am
Lol, you're funny, Ravenwing! :-)
You don't have to "should" anything, man.
Let's leave the scope of horror and just pen, what say you?
Also dunno much about it, but like reading bits and pieces...with salt!
Tidespotter
You don't have to "should" anything, man.
Let's leave the scope of horror and just pen, what say you?
Also dunno much about it, but like reading bits and pieces...with salt!
Tidespotter
10th Jan 2013 3:25pm
Tee-hee, I can procrastinate with the best of 'um...
learned that from men!
Thank you for the conversation, my friend - now going onward and upward, refreshed! :-)
learned that from men!
Thank you for the conversation, my friend - now going onward and upward, refreshed! :-)
Anonymous
10th Jan 2013 3:54pm
Two great swings of a nutcracker!
Glad you're feeling refreshed...now, quit postponing what awaits :-)
Your next piece sits all patient-like, just on the edge of your mind....mind it doesn't fall out and fly away....
Go get it, Raven!
Tidespotter
Glad you're feeling refreshed...now, quit postponing what awaits :-)
Your next piece sits all patient-like, just on the edge of your mind....mind it doesn't fall out and fly away....
Go get it, Raven!
Tidespotter
10th Jan 2013 8:00pm
While you were slowly typing this message with one finger I was off writing something actually worth reading, my friend. I don't never let no moss grow under my 'ol rubber boots...
By the way what moon are you from, the blue one over to the south?
Great lunatic giggles, Mary Ann
By the way what moon are you from, the blue one over to the south?
Great lunatic giggles, Mary Ann
Anonymous
10th Jan 2013 11:00pm
Oh my goodness, Raven....I just CANNOT stop laughing now.
Your humour is tickling my toes off!
Stop now...please?
Typing with one finger! I beg your pardon...are you speaking about yerself now?
Don't go advertising your habits now, Raven.
Oh, and I'm really just a tick from some or other sphere you have yet to discover........but granted, if you look up one evening on a full, bright moon....you MAY see the twinkle in my eye, as I shine for you....... :-))
Looking forward to perusing that "something worth reading" you profess to have penned!
Cheers 2u
Tidespotter
Your humour is tickling my toes off!
Stop now...please?
Typing with one finger! I beg your pardon...are you speaking about yerself now?
Don't go advertising your habits now, Raven.
Oh, and I'm really just a tick from some or other sphere you have yet to discover........but granted, if you look up one evening on a full, bright moon....you MAY see the twinkle in my eye, as I shine for you....... :-))
Looking forward to perusing that "something worth reading" you profess to have penned!
Cheers 2u
Tidespotter
Teehee, thanks for taking it humorous just as I meant it despite my expressionless Haida raven-face... and I'll be looking forward to winking back at twinkles on the moon rising over the muddy Chehalis River tonight, as well.
You are definitely a keeper, my friend!
Light-speed fingered Mary Ann
You are definitely a keeper, my friend!
Light-speed fingered Mary Ann
Anonymous
- Edited 11th Jan 2013 5:44am
11th Jan 2013 5:41am
A keeper, eh? To what....the sanity of your mind?
Oh that! Ok. :-)
No, really...you're right about one thing...humour DOES keep the mind afloat from all kinds of strange things just WAITING to shipwreck it, hey.
Yours is very much appreciated...do not lose, say I to you!
Just remember also, rubber boots and moss can make for a slippery combo, so watch out.
We wouldn't want any grey matter leaking from your ears now, ok.
Och, really kidding. Please take no offence. Then again, if you do...'tis your choice, it's for free!
Smile on!
Tidespotter
Ps. Do you know how many ornamental re:re:re...you have now acquired for winter death? Wow, must be a record.
Clever purfling.....I mean, earthling!
Swell day ahead to you.
:-))
Oh that! Ok. :-)
No, really...you're right about one thing...humour DOES keep the mind afloat from all kinds of strange things just WAITING to shipwreck it, hey.
Yours is very much appreciated...do not lose, say I to you!
Just remember also, rubber boots and moss can make for a slippery combo, so watch out.
We wouldn't want any grey matter leaking from your ears now, ok.
Och, really kidding. Please take no offence. Then again, if you do...'tis your choice, it's for free!
Smile on!
Tidespotter
Ps. Do you know how many ornamental re:re:re...you have now acquired for winter death? Wow, must be a record.
Clever purfling.....I mean, earthling!
Swell day ahead to you.
:-))
11th Jan 2013 8:40pm
I am nothing if not cat-like...
pawing, purring, missing loving and caressing, basking in sunshine in the window-seat of life.
Ummmm... some sunny day in May or June, perhaps; where the rainbow ends. :-)
pawing, purring, missing loving and caressing, basking in sunshine in the window-seat of life.
Ummmm... some sunny day in May or June, perhaps; where the rainbow ends. :-)
16th Jan 2013 00:49am
You know I love the winter - I like writing about it almost more than the ocean. You, as always, capture every cold, lonely breath perfectly. This is so lovely, and so sad.
Sandy
Sandy
16th Jan 2013 2:44am
Wrote this one last winter for James (brokenwordspoet on gp)... not sure if he ever stopped by to read it? One of those "oh well" things; I still feel good about it and I'm so glad you enjoyed it, too. Thank you so much, Sandy - your thoughts are so gratefully appreciated. :-)
29th Jan 2013 3:24pm
29th Jan 2013 7:28pm
Perhaps humans were meant to hibernate in winter... what a thought, eh? Just a bit of encouragement to make it through.
Love and peace, my friend. Mary Ann
Love and peace, my friend. Mary Ann
