Each season brings along an
individual perspective and manner
Winter can often be a rather
rambunctious and moody devil
Creeping inwards to steal
away autumn’s glorious colourful fall
Leaving a much bleaker and
austere landscape as it rushes in
Its sudden stormy
behaviour tosses and turns us without care
Leaving havoc as the
elements toy with life’s ability to function
An icy cold demeanour
bares down upon countryside and city
Whilst we wrap up in heavyweight
coats to sustain our warmth
Gloves and scarves become
our new must-haves where we travel
Pockets of tissues and sticky
cough sweets from last year’s escapes
As we step outside from
the closed curtains of home’s cosy comfort
We gaze in awe at the
fresh new snowfall and sparkly icy coatings
There’s a stillness and
beauty present within winter’s own nature…
Eileen T O’Neill
13/11/2019
I love the pristine beauty of the first snowfall. My dogs loved the snow so much! You have described well the transition to the winter season, a time I enjoy for its lazy slow indoor weather.
ReplyDelete"Winter can often be a rather rambunctious and moody devil" and yet, as you lead us to see "There’s a stillness and beauty present within winter’s own nature…" Good, good.
ReplyDeleteI am reminded of the numerous times I have pulled my winter coat out of the closet to find the remains of last year's winter accoutrements still in the pockets. More than once I have been happy to find a lone lozenge, a spare kleenex, and a tube of chapstick. I like how we feel storm-tossed at the beginning of this piece to find the stillness once more at the end.
ReplyDeleteThe last two lines really bring out the beauty of winter for me. There is nothing like a fresh fallen snow blanketing the landscape.
ReplyDeleteYes you are right you can never be sure what to expect and especially not snowfall on Christmas day for the kids to get excited over!
ReplyDeleteI love how winter creeps inwards to steal the glorious fall
ReplyDeleteand love the last lines Great poem
Well said, Eileen. ‘Winter can often be a rather rambunctious and moody devil’! You paint such an honest picture in the lines:
ReplyDelete‘An icy cold demeanour bares down upon countryside and city
Whilst we wrap up in heavyweight coats to sustain our warmth’
and still end with awe at the ‘stillness and beauty present within winter’s own nature’.
It's the stillness after a winter snowfall that I miss most, now that I live in a land where snow rarely falls.
ReplyDeleteYou have captured that stillness and beauty of winter.
ReplyDeleteBeautiful.
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