Intersections 4/13 10"x10" Flashe
At first, I didn’t notice the chill
The fire burned in the fireplace
The flames twisting around the logs
Filled the room with the warmth
The fire burned in the fireplace
The flames twisting around the logs
Filled the room with the warmth
Of wishes fulfilled
It is that time again
Frost covers the trees
The time of magic is upon us
I find myself slipping
Into that “in-between time”
One year ending
The next about to begin
It is that time again
Frost covers the trees
The time of magic is upon us
I find myself slipping
Into that “in-between time”
One year ending
The next about to begin
There is a certain shock
That is the ending of this year
And yet, I feel I hardly know you
Still, these are the final days
There is a certain dread
Of the coming year
Will it be a time
Of mending old wounds
That is the ending of this year
And yet, I feel I hardly know you
Still, these are the final days
There is a certain dread
Of the coming year
Will it be a time
Of mending old wounds
New ideas
New ways of doing things
Will new people fill the empty chairs
Will there be a new lift in my step
New ways of doing things
Will new people fill the empty chairs
Will there be a new lift in my step
Will I be more flexible
Or will I see the world
Through a glass darkly
...I do love the deep colors
Or will I see the world
Through a glass darkly
...I do love the deep colors
December 2, 2018
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9 comments:
I love the deep colours, too. Your piece "Intersections" is very cool. I used to love fires in the wood stove. Sigh.
A world lacking color is hard to live in... that's what's hard with winter when it's grey.
I love the deep colors also, lovely poem.
I love your description of this time of year...it was spot on as a world lacking in color and dread, of not knowing what is to come.
Thanks for your visit and comment. You are a good friend. I also love the deeper colors and the language they use of things beneath the surface. They speak of strength, support with a backbone, and the depths that must be reached if change is ever to occur. You are a wonder of the deepest hue,
Elizabeth
https://soulsmusic.wordpress.com/2018/12/02/me/
I love the way you pose these questions of uncertainty for the new year. I think we all feel the same. well penned!
So many things to contemplate as we end one year and go into the next year. We dread it, yet welcome it.
That feeling of 'certain shock' and 'certain dread' about year ending and a new year is so true. Love this weaving of 'time' and 'color' together.
Thanks for the kind comment, Elizabeth.
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