Already Awaiting Spring

We have to look forward.

Already Awaiting Spring

Yellow, browned leaves drop to mellow earth

to crisp and crumble and ferment in the dark soil,

or to be blown under hedgerows,

or swept up from lawns and paths and binned

in black incinerator bags by the gardener.

Grey clouds sweep across our skies

blotting out the sun

and helping the east wind

to cut us to the core

under the protection of that dank blanket.

Night now approaches fast in its dark cloak,

and refuses to leave in the early morning dawn

to let the sun return with a spring in its step

and warm the air and the sea and the land.

We don out sweaters, thick woollen socks

and heavy overcoats,

in an attempt to thwart the freeze,

but we are simply playing the no-win game

until the thaw of spring arrives.

 

05/09/17

Reviews

[DIVYA]

The winter is inevitable. Nothing can stop her strident march as she moves in with her cohorts, the grey clouds, the night and the east wind. It seems a long wait for the thaw of spring....

The poem is a treat to read with its lovely visuals and musings.

[John Alexander McFadyen]

Thank you dear Divya

[DIVYA]

You are welcome dear John...

[Annette Pisano-Higley]

After Spring and Summer, everything else is downhill to me ( with exception of Christmas). I share your melancholy with the approach of cold and short, gray days. Love the image and the imagery! "No-win"-ahhhh 'tis true. Beautiful poem though!

[John Alexander McFadyen]

Thank you Annette. I am surprised by how many folk love the winter. me I like it on post cards only. many thanks.

[Coyote Poetry]

I 'm hoping for a Indian Summer. I agree. September mean the cold day are coming ASAP. Thank you John for sharing the amazing poetry.
Coyote

[John Alexander McFadyen]

Many thanks Coyote.

[Coyote Poetry]

You are welcome my friend.

[Brent]

Your poem highlights how everything is cyclical, even as fundamental as creation destruction. We move in the direction in which we focus. If we are looking backward, we will stay in our past. Likewise, if we look forward, we will keep an eye towards our future.

Nature itself knows that it must move on. Your work shows that we need to keep things simpler and trust our gut instinct!

[John Alexander McFadyen]

I guess much of life goes in cycles Brent but not everything. Seasons definitely but with the changes to weather patterns across the globe it is difficult to see the stitching. death in my view is a linear equation. Many thanks.

[Brent]

Ah good point! I hand't thought about that. Death is a linear equation, but with many variables in terms of how we live before dying.

[John Alexander McFadyen]

Indeed, I agree.