We stand in solidarity
now summers hope is waning
layers of eternity
bury deep the aching
Winter grips you firecly
and strips you to the bone
as I am stripped of all pretense
all my defences gone
One day the west wind will return
and you will see your sun
I envy you you're surety
my sun may never come
If I had your fortitude
to help me stand the waiting
I too would stand in solitude
the ice inside me breaking
Comments
Nick.A | November 22, 2009 - 20:00
Good writing lovely melancholy feel that flows through the whole poem.
shoe | November 23, 2009 - 11:08
Much thanks Nick.A, I was sad when I wrote it and I'm glad this has shown through. comment appreciated :-)