Winter's Tale

Cherry

By Penny4athought

Tue, 21 May 2019
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5 comments
 

In the dead of winter

The winds do chill

For this winter’s tale

Of love and will...

 

Fie on this day

So bleak and cold

I fear the battle

Takes his soul

And left mine

Here adrift

Alone

 

This war too long

Has raged and bled

The death lists

Tell the story

 

Its cold dispassion

Brings me fear

Like this tempest

Of a storm

 

When will it end?

Bring home my love

She asked the ancient

Gods above

 

A cold wind tossed

The trees to ground

And blew the snow

Around her

 

Defiantly

She stood untouched

And a warm breeze

Did surround her

 

Her fragile soul

Her only shield

Against

The winter beast

 

His cold winds

Rattled all but her

and one patch of earth

Denied him

 

Relinquished from

The snowy land

A sun kissed path

A buried rose

with petals red did blind her

 

What means this sign?

She asked the wind

Now tame

And barely blowing

 

The answer

Growled the chilly wind

Was standing right

Behind her

 

Warm arms

Encircled

Pulled her

Close

It was

Her love

Beside her

 

Certificate 15
Poem
Inspiration Point (work that responds to our weekly writing cue)

Comments

Submitted by skinner_jennifer on

This is so captivating Penny and reminds me of the Pre-Raphaelites which I so love. I could imagine a maiden or a queen waiting for her beloved to return from war. It also fits in perfectly with the I P.

Thank you for sharing.

Jenny.

 

Submitted by Penny4athought on

Thank you Jenny for those lovely comparative comments, I was envisioning a medieval time period as I wrote this.

Penny4athought

Submitted by airyfairy on

Agree with Jenny - it does have a pre-Raphaelite feel to it.  Lovely take on the IP, really enjoyed reading it.

Submitted by Penny4athought on

Thank you airyfairy, it was so kind of you to comment.

Penny4athought

Submitted by Penny4athought on

Thank you for the cherries - it was a nice surprise today.smiley

Penny4athought