The Condemnation of Darkness

Cherry

By Turlough

Sun, 10 Oct 2021
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Hello darkness my old friend

You're here to drive me round the bend

As sultry summers meet their end

You pounce upon my fear and send

Me screaming silently through autumn mist

To dismal depths; a perennial abyss.

 

Days so short fill me with dread.

It's pointless getting out of bed

When nought but shadows fill my head.

I crave the sun and warmth instead

Of eternal night in Erebus' hole

Where the only light is as black as coal.

 

I curse our planet's axial tilt,

A fault from which seasons were built.

It makes my mind and body wilt

My mood more sombre as each leaf is spilt

From trees your veil of black mutates,

As each intelligent lifeform hibernates.

 

Note: The photograph was all my own work, as always, and although I really don’t like autumn, I’m not quite as miserable as my words suggest. I was just being poetic.

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Poetry in Commotion
Surreal
Rant
Nature

Comments

Submitted by Mark Say on

You managed to make me smile at something quite bleak.

 

Submitted by Turlough on

Ah, you can't beat a bit of abject misery to brighten up the day.

Turlough

Submitted by Insertponceyfre... on

I totally agree with you - hate the shortening days!

 

Submitted by Turlough on

I'm saving up for a little place in Tierra del Fuego where I can go to escape the northern winters.wink

Turlough

Submitted by airyfairy on

I love the nice, bright, crisp autumn days. Every night I stand at the window and swear and moan 'Seven/six/five etc o'clock and it's dark ALREADY.' I wish I could hibernate properly, but not being an intelligent life form, that pleasure is denied me.

I enjoyed reading your poem! 

Submitted by Turlough on

Hibernation or no hibernation, it's long been my dream to be an intelligent lifeform.
Thank you for your comment.

Turlough

Submitted by Di_Hard on

Sympathise with this so much!

"Days so short fill me with dread.

It's pointless getting out of bed

When nought but shadows fill my head.

I crave the sun and warmth instead"

I love your jaunty rhythm, too,in contrast to your so well put woe of Winter

 

Submitted by Turlough on

Thank you for being on the same wavelength and for reading my poem thing.

I'm delighted that you commented upon the jauntiness of my gloom and doom. I always try to use a bit of cheeriness to disguise the fact that something might not be right in my little world. It's my own personal secret that few are aware of. Unfortunately I was too busy being miserable to think about putting it forward for the inspirational point category this week.

Anyway, keep your chin up and remember that we are nearer to the first day of next spring than we are to the first day of last spring. 

Turlough