Winter Is Setting In

Winter Is Setting In short poem

Did you see the leaves fall,

the clutter on the roads;

all the shades of brown and yellow –

the winter would be long this year.

I don’t dread the cold,

nor do I fear the depressing mornings,

brooding afternoons are welcome,

as are restless evenings,

but there is no spring in offing ,

no promise of summer as far as i can see.-

the winter would be long this time around

The chill is setting in my bones,

my heart has gone all but cold.

Sometimes there is a flutter at the core

but thaw is no more in sight.

The clots are beginning to form,

the hurt oozes out of wounds still.

Each passing day is endearing,

each morbid thought welcome.

The hush after the rush;

the summer that lasted a bit too long-

the winter promises to last a long time too..

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The Buddha would say that you must live the sadness and hurt before it leaves you.
I hope the spring comes soon.
I enjoyed reading the pain in this poem or maybe enjoy not being the correct word but the reading.


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