Dark December Days

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The winter day dawns cold, dark and wet

A low mist blankets the fields

There is little to tempt the sleepy

From their snug beds

Into this unwelcoming, inclement world

 

Around the house stalks an angry wind

Which roars and howls as it journeys

Ripping, raging and pounding

Mournfully sighing; while an insistent

Rain lashes wildly, at window panes

Beating against casements and shutters

 

Doors are tightly closed

Bolts and curtains firmly drawn

As man holds his own, against the weather

From within, the watchers warm themselves

Comforted by a fire with flames that dance

And cast moving shadows on the bright hearth

Golden sparks spray and logs noisily roll

As the chimney draws

 

All await patiently, the coming of a wintery sunset

For a new day to dawn, bringing with it hope

And the promise of light

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John Marks

Tue 14th Dec 2021 09:24

Good Morning Brenda. You write tellingly about winter. I also liked you first sample poem: "Shaking to the ground; twigs, acorns and fragile nests...". Put me in mind, I don't know why, of Robert Frost's famous poem, "Stopping by Woods on a Snowy Evening". The centenary of its composition is coming up.

My little horse must think it queer
To stop without a farmhouse near
Between the woods and frozen lake
The darkest evening of the year.

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M.C. Newberry

Fri 10th Dec 2021 14:58

Certainly something of a "winter warmer", a pleasing depiction
of how we feel when in our homes witnessing the onslaught of
the forces of natures beyond our protective walls and windows.
Hold on while I pull my chair nearer to the fire!!

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Stephen Gospage

Tue 7th Dec 2021 21:17

This is very atmospheric, Brenda. It describes the security of being inside and away from the weather, while still hinting at our vulnerability to nature.

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John Botterill

Tue 7th Dec 2021 18:45

Highly apposite today, Brenda! Very enjoyable. Thank you.
John Botterill ?

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