Fay Slimm.

Recharging.

 

 

 Recharging.

 

Comes now the in-breath of winter,
the back-end of warmth, the yin
of declining year.
The nap of nature, the slumbering,
the slowing of wheels, the song
of impulsive sleep.

 

Comes now the time for root retune,
the quiet withdrawal, the preview
of cold's intention.
The cycle of balance, the reforming,
the begin of dwindle, the course
of need to reflect.

 

Comes now the calm of taking pause.
Comes now the recharging of paucity. 

 

 

Comments8

  • kevin browne

    beautifully written, FaySlimm. I'm certainly wrapping up warm this winter. the heat has gone and the cold runs through.

  • Michael Edwards

    Beautifully written Fay - but it also means cluttering up the house with a load of decorations, piles of cards to be written, parcels to be wrapped - oh for spring.

    • rrodriguez

      Michael, relax... everything is tidy... she's just recharging.... lol!

    • Accidental Poet

      A beautiful write of the growing old of the year and the coming of Winter months. But as I've been noticing in my own growing old, the time seems to go by faster, so before we know it, Spring will be knocking upon our doors once again.

    • orchidee

      Good write and pic Fay.

    • Louis Gibbs

      Beautifully balanced and structured, Fay! Such fine attention to form ... so important an element of fine poetry, adding to and enhancing its beauty. And this is a beauty! An appreciation of the in-breath of nature. Kudos!

    • rrodriguez

      Excellent write... I want to recharge, but not yet. I have to write another poem. Maybe later... I'm ready to go. Fine write. Thank you.

    • Joe Dawson

      Recharging, end of year, country clocks seemingly silent of late, no reason to disturb the sleeping bulbs underfoot. Snowdrops, daffodils, bluebells each waiting their turn, each waiting to herald the promise of summer. Beautifully written. Joe

    • Goldfinch60

      Super write Fay, "The calm of taking pause" is something we all nee to do.



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