Poem of the Week…

Winter Solitude

by Angela van Breemen

Image by Microsoft AI

The Winter Moon casts its shadow
Upon the new snow

No tracks disturb the fresh blanket
Lying heavily upon the ground

Sound is muffled
No one is here

When those first lazy flakes
Descended upon the land
I danced

The garlands and ribbons and lights
Illuminating the swirling snow

Reminiscent of childhood delights
A magical flight of memories
Cascade through

That joyous celebration now gone
Replaced with winter solitude

Candles flicker against the dark walls
Casting long fingers against the gloom

There is madness here
Hiding in the far corners

Like rats burrowing in my mind
Filled with loneliness, unkind

I shake my head from this reverie
Trying to force away these thoughts

Is the snow so innocent and white?
Or does it conceal an unknown blight?

Should I fear what it reveals
When the warm winds come?

Will it uncover a charred barren landscape?
Or will it be, as it always was?

Verdant with life
My fears nonsense in the daylight

 



               

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— There is something so serene about a fresh snowfall – like a comforting blanket disguising the harshness of the world…Bren S.

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