WINTER

Michael Edwards

 

 

WINTER

 

Winters skeletal bones stand proud

In dormancy in frost and snow

Within the dark and dank and drear

Their buds asleep till springtime brings

The new beginnings of the year.

 

 

 

 

  • Author: Michael Edwards (Offline Offline)
  • Published: June 2nd, 2018 00:12
  • Comment from author about the poem: Another shortie. The painting is quite large and currently is displayed in my hallway.
  • Category: Unclassified
  • Views: 29
  • Users favorite of this poem: Laura🌻, Lorna
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  • Goldfinch60

    Beautiful, both words and painting.

  • orchidee

    A fine write and pic Michael. You're like me. I dunno what season - or what year - it is (no change there then!), with me 'out-of-season' poems at times!

    • Michael Edwards

      I do like my seasoning - this lunch - trout in a marinade of ginger, coriander (grow my own), chillies, garlic and other spices - new potatoes with fresh mint - feeling hungry already.

      • Laura🌻

        Michael,
        Lunch sounds delicious!😋
        Do you also grow your own chillies, garlic and mint?

        Enjoy!😊

        • Michael Edwards

          I don't have a vegetable garden so grow coriander in pots - three on the go at the moment - get the seed from the Asian supermarket - cheap as chips !! We also grow mint in pots and freeze both mint and coriander for the winter months.

          • Laura🌻

            I love mint! I also dry it for tea for the winter!

          • Laura🌻

            Michael,

            What a great painting! Beautiful colors!
            It certainly awakens the senses along with your excellent write! Very pleasing!

            ~Laura~

          • w c

            very nice. i enjoyed it

          • BRIAN & ANGELA

            THANKS MICHAEL ~ Depends which HEMISPHERE you're in ! ANGELA has just woken up (on Sunday) and loves this because 1st JUNE is the first day of Winter in NEW ZEALAND ~ she does not expect any snow in Auckland but hopes to visit Mt Cook (S Island) for some skiing ! Love the poem & the painting ! We have had a talk on OWLS this afternoon at the Bird Sanctuary and your "abstract" (L to R as orientated) clearly shows a nest of fledglings (with open beaks) ready to receive a meal from MUM ! Thanks for sharing ~ BRIAN & ANGELA

          • MendedFences27

            I like this one. Michael. The passing of Winter into the nether regions. Only to be lurking among the dark, dank and drear, waiting to blast us once again with frost and snow.
            In your picture I see the skeletal bones, floating among vapors purple (dark), green (dank), and white (drear). There are eye sockets and an almost completely missing face. Perhaps Winter is a faceless season? Unrecognizable at times. Liked it a lot. - Phil A.

          • Lorna

            Love your painting Michael (of course)! And I do love the "skeletal" winter landscape - it opens up the sky doesn't it.



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