I’m sharing this poem I wrote for a holiday poetry swap last year for my second-cousin Heidi Mordhorst. I think of people who really struggle with the dark and the cold and send hugs and sunlight to them.
Winter Rising
So dark! the sky this morning like a bruise
Ombré’d between the shades of “dull” and “cold.”
Light slim to none, but finches sense its cues
In shades of dun to brightest yellow-gold.
Now wakes the wind. It whisks the barren ground
Verdant beneath, as sprightly seedlings sleep.
Imbuing rebirth’s hope, as worlds rebound –
Creation crowding, curling from the deep.
Then from the East, the barest glimmers thread –
Unconstrained – surging as it spreads
Sunlight, unconquered, hails our rise from bed.
©2021
I’m going to be offline and shutting down for a few days, and will be back when the hols are over. Until then, happy reading! And if you and yours are enjoying Hanukkah, Solstice, Christmas, or Kwaanza, all joy and celebration to you!
Tanita! My close second cousin, oh when will I get to meet you?! I love seeing this here again…although I’ve not yet unearthed the printed poem, I want you to know that my titanium wind-chime was among the first things I unwrapped and hung in the new BlueGreen Studio. Thank you for sharing this beauty again.
How did I miss this amazing piece of light?! What a lovely poem you penned for Heidi.
Sol Invictus! This is beautiful, Tanita. I’m finding it hard to pick a favorite line. I love:
the sky this morning like a bruise
Ombré’d between the shades of “dull” and “cold.”
and also this section:
Imbuing rebirth’s hope, as worlds rebound –
Creation crowding, curling from the deep.
Then from the East, the barest glimmers thread –
Unconstrained – surging as it spreads
Sunlight, unconquered, hails our rise from bed.
Well, there you have it — I’ve basically quoted the whole poem back to you. 😀 Thanks for this. Makes me want to feel bathed and enveloped in sunlight. I know that won’t happen for a while but I can dream, thanks to your poem.