She said her name was Winter
By Jane Hyphen
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After the party, I marked her
Just as the colours drained
In her gelid crystal necklace
Blowing out the lights
And hushing the wild creatures
She was darker than the others
Much crueler when she snapped
But her stars were so much brighter
She made me feel like they were mine
I watched her stretching shadows
Holding down the night
I dared to ask her name
As I told her, nothing grows here
Except the pile of ashes
The ever deepening desires
And the tiny silver tears
Who looked to her and nodded
As she said her name was Winter
I’ve grown old in this house
And so listless since she came
But I saw that she was fading now
So I asked to touch her crystals
And they melted in my hand
Then the days dilated
And the birds no longer hid
‘Don’t wait for me,’ she whispered,
‘I’ll catch you anyway.’
In her place a bud burst
And a start of little flowers
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winters indeed, but all
winters indeed, but all seasons pass in the tow of another.
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So many gorgeous lines,
So many gorgeous lines, elusive and powerful, Jane Hyphen's poem evokes this time just before Spring. It is Facebook and Twitter Pick of the Day! Please do share and retweet if you can
Jane, please change the photo if you want
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Then the days dilated
Then the days dilated
And the birds no longer hid
‘Don’t wait for me,’ she whispered,
‘I’ll catch you anyway.’
In her place a bud burst
And a start of little flowers
What a beautiful way of putting it! This year especially it seems to be a very long time coming, but the days at least are beginning to dilate
You are really on a roll with your poetry at the moment Jane - keep going - and congratulations on the golden cherries - great pick!
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I had to look up 'gelid' The
I had to look up 'gelid' The last two lines were just as it happens with the sight taking us by surprise. January seems very dried up, sere, despite all the moisture underfoot, but the cloudscapes can be very beautfiul. Rhiannon
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Very carefully worded piece. At last we can see the days growing
Taking the dog early this morning I heard bird song. The first time I noticed the embryonic dawn chorus of these little hearts staking their claims for the breeding season.
So nice of you to remind us Spring is stirring from her sleep.
ThanX
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"I watched her stretching
"I watched her stretching shadows.." Beautiful metaphors and images. Just wonderful, Jane
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This is our Poem of the Month
This is our Poem of the Month - Congratulations!
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Such beautiful phrases -
Such beautiful phrases - thoroughly enjoyed your poem. You certainly earned the accolades.
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