The sky is full of stars in the winter chill they resemble snowflakes trapped on an indigo canvas and although they won’t fall to give hot frozen kisses never melting on the earth or rosy cheeks they act as a beacon a beacon of hope for childhood fun and nostalgia - snow is a possibility.
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Frosted rooftops glinting in the lazy low winter sun tiny footprints of the blackbird stand frozen in time if only for a moment the chimneys sigh giving the milky blue sky its only clouds for the day the stillness feels safe the stillness feels peaceful the stillness feels hopeful.
I can’t believe it’s already December 10th. Only two more weeks worth of poems in this years advent calendar. Have you had chance to read many of the collection so far?
Holly berries gleam
in the bewitching winter blue-light
ruby red and alive
held tightly in the arms
of emerald flames burning darkly
all along the hedgerow
to live with passion
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Demeter wailed on the autumn’s eve and all the gods could do was to plant lavender clouds to soothe her and comfort her as the sky filled pink to match her tear-stained cheeks the same tears that roared to earth as the last of the summer rain Persephone was the last to hold Demeter her bags already packed to return to Hades she whispered sweetly and secretly a skill her husband had taught her well holding her mother’s slender fingers she told her to watch for a robin and when one flew across land below to feed it with berries the colour of her heart and the robin will accept graciously so when Persephone returns she will be strong and spring & summer will be theirs alone their green dresses will sparkle with gold woven by the sun itself and they will dance as they’ve never danced before.
Thanks for taking the time to read this poem. Greek Mythology is something quite different for me to work with in terms of conveying a message and I hope I’ve done it justice.
I welcome Autumn as she drapes me in a blanket of bronze and straw-gold whispering seductive sweet promises of late lavender sunrises and delicious red sunsets she mentions velvet night-skies flecked with tiny diamonds and an occasional silent symphony by the Northern Lights even the rain softens under her presence guiding acorns to ground while winged sycamores float safely down and when the wind wraps itself around her it whistles happily carrying her scent of blackberry and pear feeding my nostalgia of years gone by everything about Autumn is chaos everything about Autumn is just so I long for her and her embrace to return by the time Winter shakes my hand with his icy fingers.
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and the spectrum of flickering flames and hot embers
because I’ve always loved
dancing in the fire.
Thanks for taking the time to read my poem, originally wrote as part of #TopTweetTuesday on twitter, this is a farewell to Summer and a warm welcome to Autumn. Please feel free to leave a comment if you liked it or have any constructive critique.