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Winter’s Passing
- Winter’s Passing -
Passing, went winter’s bitter chill, ice’s cold,
Which clung like crystal to tree and wood…
Across the deepest valleys and mountains old.
Whilst I walked in silence, misunderstood…
By those who see not the cares that we carry!
My dress is not the coarse attire of peasants,
And in the common places I prefer not tarry.
Yet the winter is jealous of life and oft resents,
The conquering will, which desires the spring.
I am a summer maiden this year, I do declare!
And I cannot wait for the blossoms that bring,
The life that winter steals, both here and there.
Lonely were my steps, until I heard an echo…
And beheld a beautiful boy walking at my side.
“Let us walk, my queen, in the green meadow!”
So spoke he, and with him my heart did abide.
And so to the meadow he guided me, lovingly,
His eyes doing me the honor due noblewomen!
“I have prepared a place for you; can you see?”
And, in that meadow I saw a beautiful garden.
The boy was more a man than any man I met…
More than self-proclaimed knights and knaves!
And in his garden I was able my pain to forget,
Whilst winter passed: like the dead unto graves.
A lioness and her lover, beneath skies so gray,
Giving way to azure, as seasons begin to shift…
So that I am delighted to behold a brighter day!
Winter’s passing was slow, but now it is swift…
For the horrors I beheld can soon be left apart.
My love awaits me in his garden, made for two!
The sweet boy, the man, who steals my heart…
I welcome, any spring with him, in love so true.
My heart is a queen’s heart, my love so royal…
Drawn to the springtime with an ardent longing.
Oh dear boy, dear man, to me be forever loyal!
Winter’s passing shall be to our spring morning.
Passing, went winter’s bitter chill, ice’s cold,
Which clung like crystal to tree and wood…
Across the deepest valleys and mountains old.
Whilst I walked in silence, misunderstood…
By those who see not the cares that we carry!
My dress is not the coarse attire of peasants,
And in the common places I prefer not tarry.
Yet the winter is jealous of life and oft resents,
The conquering will, which desires the spring.
I am a summer maiden this year, I do declare!
And I cannot wait for the blossoms that bring,
The life that winter steals, both here and there.
Lonely were my steps, until I heard an echo…
And beheld a beautiful boy walking at my side.
“Let us walk, my queen, in the green meadow!”
So spoke he, and with him my heart did abide.
And so to the meadow he guided me, lovingly,
His eyes doing me the honor due noblewomen!
“I have prepared a place for you; can you see?”
And, in that meadow I saw a beautiful garden.
The boy was more a man than any man I met…
More than self-proclaimed knights and knaves!
And in his garden I was able my pain to forget,
Whilst winter passed: like the dead unto graves.
A lioness and her lover, beneath skies so gray,
Giving way to azure, as seasons begin to shift…
So that I am delighted to behold a brighter day!
Winter’s passing was slow, but now it is swift…
For the horrors I beheld can soon be left apart.
My love awaits me in his garden, made for two!
The sweet boy, the man, who steals my heart…
I welcome, any spring with him, in love so true.
My heart is a queen’s heart, my love so royal…
Drawn to the springtime with an ardent longing.
Oh dear boy, dear man, to me be forever loyal!
Winter’s passing shall be to our spring morning.
Published 24th Feb 2013
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Anonymous
24th Feb 2013 2:01am
"I am a summer maiden this year, I do declare!
And I cannot wait for the blossoms that bring,
The life that winter steals, both here and there."
I really liked those lines, quite pretty though, all of it.
What a lovely poem Jessica :)
And I cannot wait for the blossoms that bring,
The life that winter steals, both here and there."
I really liked those lines, quite pretty though, all of it.
What a lovely poem Jessica :)
Why thank you, Angel! Very sweet of you to pop by here and give my poem a read.
Yes indeed, I cannot wait for summer this year! It was quite the long winter indeed, long enough for my liking anyway. *Giggle* I'm a summer girl indeed!
Oh, I'm so happy you liked my poem! That makes me smile. :)
Yes indeed, I cannot wait for summer this year! It was quite the long winter indeed, long enough for my liking anyway. *Giggle* I'm a summer girl indeed!
Oh, I'm so happy you liked my poem! That makes me smile. :)
24th Feb 2013 2:27am
24th Feb 2013 4:43am
I'm glad you enjoyed reading it as much as I did writing it! Yes indeed, I do feel very sunny and happy again. What a difference a few days can make in a girl's life! *Giggle* ;)
24th Feb 2013 4:49am
It is lovely, isn't it? I found it online and it was originally of a dark-haired woman. But I then customized it to make it look just like me (since I wear blonde wigs more oft than not, that meant making the woman a blonde rather than a brunette). The pic very nicely suited my poem, and when I was through with it, it suited me nicely too, thus creating a fine harmony between my poem, the pic, and me. :)
Anonymous
24th Feb 2013 6:38am
I love this!:)
24th Feb 2013 6:56am
Anonymous
24th Feb 2013 10:25am
A beautiful promise of Spring. Im happy to see this piece by your pen, it brings forth joy!
Thanks for sharing, dear Jessica!
Thanks for sharing, dear Jessica!
24th Feb 2013 11:42pm
It was my pleasure, big sister! I was feeling so bright and inspired when I wrote this, and still am feeling so. Spring will be glorious this year, I am certain of that! :D
