Our Wintertime Love

By well-wisher

Mon, 19 Dec 2011

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A fox and vixen, I have seen,
make love amidst the evergreens.
Two brazen flames that brightly glowed
from wick of shadow and wax of snow.

And honeybees, or so I’m told,
huddle and cuddle against cold.
Their bodies vibrate together,
to keep warm in wintry weather.

So it’s not so odd, as I have said,
to spend winter together in bed,
wearing our scarves, our hats and gloves
as we keep each other warm with love.

Comments

What wonderful sentiments in

Permalink Submitted by skinner_jennifer on Mon, 2011-12-19 12:12

What wonderful sentiments in this poem JoHn, simply beautiful and everything about Christmas and the season that means so much to all living creatures, whoever they may be. Hope you have a wonderful Christmas and a Happy, Healthy New Year. Jenny.

Thanks, Jenny. I learn more

Permalink Submitted by well-wisher on Mon, 2011-12-19 16:24

Thanks, Jenny. I learn more about Nature every day and was surprised to learn that Winter is the usual mating season for foxes. "Isn't it a bit cold for that?", I wondered. But I suppose their furry coats and bushy tails keep them nice and warm. Anyway, that made me think of red foxes in the snow which seemed like a striking colour contrast. Surprised that foxes aren't used more often as a symbol of winter since they seem to be so active at that time of year. JoHn - "Ex amore victoria". ("From love comes victory".)

Oh look, a link. I wonder where it leads.

JoHn

well-wisher, The first

Permalink Submitted by scratch on Mon, 2011-12-19 19:53

well-wisher, The first stanza is pure poetic 24 carat gold - absolutely SUPERB. I guess that you know me enough by now to realise that I don't gush like this hardly ever. that first stanza is OUTSTANDING.

Thanks, Scratch. Glad you

Permalink Submitted by well-wisher on Mon, 2011-12-19 22:35

Thanks, Scratch. Glad you like the first stanza. I suppose I could have ended the poem there but I wasn't really sure what the first Stanza was 'about' besides being a description of something.

Oh look, a link. I wonder where it leads.

JoHn

Well well-wisher I liked the

Permalink Submitted by scratch on Mon, 2011-12-19 22:55

Well well-wisher I liked the whole and sorry for not making that plain. Never mind "about". Poetry is about the mouth feel, the creation of thought, transportation.... It is the poetic voice that counts and only that. The first stanza is pure, it delivers - no question.

And I don't think that you

Permalink Submitted by scratch on Mon, 2011-12-19 22:56

And I don't think that you should have ended the poem after the first stanza. It needed to be carried forward as you have done.