Winter Days
Winter Days
Yonder, each dawn breaks unceremoniously
still donned in the night’s bleak attire,
while a new day begins to stretch from the shadows
to comply with the decree of a chastised sun,
and lives stir reluctantly from huddled reposes
only to be welcomed by the foreboding skies.
The icy chariot of winter keeps stealthily sowing
armfuls of lethargy and monotony all around,
as if attempting to wipe out traces of color and warmth
which are remnants of a bygone summer,
while nature scrapes at the bottom of her beauty’s barrel
and comes up with a ragged, pristine charm.
Memories that have flouted the heat of embers
start swirling in the smoke from the fireplace,
and as opportunists born at this spell of isolation
trap us under a cloud of past halcyon days,
while the snow that often adorns a colorless world
glitter as transient ornaments on those wild trees.
I think of this singular season of grey
as a darkened passage of finite length,
when dreams sprinkled with fairy dust sail above unseen
to descend at the slightest hint of spring,
and to sprout with the first tender leaf attesting a new cycle
when hopes buried under snow get rekindled by miracle.
©2016 Anjana Vipin E
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Very well-penned rendition of winter days, Anjana. I can feel the cold, see the stark beauty and sense the silence of snow falling. Great job.
Thank you so much Phyllis for such a lovely comment..always delighted to see your encouraging words on my page..
Beautifully penned and expressed Anjana, of winters moments. The picture is perfect as well. You work is always so smooth and flowing as the words just mend together in thought to bring home such rich imagery, as we experience visually your thoughts. Excellent work my friend.
Thank you so much Tony..delighted to know that you liked this and always grateful for your kind words and support..
Why dear anjana i thimk your poetry has sparked me to pen a rebuttal, one i hope to finish forthwith. The serene desolation you describe the winter season is of no compare. I think your words are magic, pure magic. Beautifully penned my dear friend.~Paul
Thank you so much dear friend for your lovely comment..if this could spark your imagination, i couldn’t be happier..and as always, i am grateful for your kind words..
Really wonderful poetry. Had some shivers as I read. I love this line – Memories that have flouted the heat of embers
start swirling in the smoke from the fireplace, Thanks for the reminders of a dear friend with whom I spent many a lovely evening by a fireplace dreaming.
Thank you so much dear Rasma..I really appreciate your kind words of encouragement..
This is a beautifully written poem, Anjana. Expresses the change of seasons to Winter very well with wonderful descriptions.
Thank you so much John for reading and leaving behind your kind words..I am so happy you liked this..
What will the one says after reading this glamorous glory, You are the master of words, of expressions, of descriptions, of beauty and emotions! the serene tranquility of Your poem plays its spell over us… as does the chilling mystery of Your photo, Thank You so much dearest Anjana for another splendid piece of art, another favorite of mine.
Thank you my dearest friend Gh for always being there with your kind words of encouragement..They really mean a lot to me..Have a lovely day, my friend..
The winter you so adeptly describe comes from the under side of existence. As if a leviathan sweeping all of creation into a well manicured sleep, just awaiting the first enticing horns of spring, heralding rebirth. As always, dear Anjana, a beautifully written piece!
What a lovely comment , my dear friend..And I am so happy that this found favor with you and as always I am most grateful for your support and encouragement..