- Non-Erotic Poetry
- When Winter Comes
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It rained last night. When we woke up we found
A low sun, shrill beneath the lowering sky
And branches dripping on the sodden ground.
The day before, wild geese came flying by
To leave the world bereft of colour, grey
As if those geese had torn its heart away.
It stormed today. The wind was in our ears -
The air was filled with leaves and eerie moans
Like pained goodbyes and badly worded fears
And it was chill and scornful, and my bones
Felt cold at the approach of winter, wild,
Intense and bitter, never reconciled
And prone to keep its distance, just like I
Will never tell my troubles right out loud
But softly whisper them into the shy
Dry ears of wheat, far from the knowing crowd -
If I got too articulate I might
Have others ask just why it rained last night.
- COMMENTS
Cleardaynowabout 10 years agoSo evocative. You use obscurity and hidden meaning like a chef uses pepper and spices. It is just so much better than dropping the whole pepper pot in the stew & thinking that makes a good dish.
DawnJalmost 12 years ago"If I got too articulate I might
Have others ask just why it rained last night."
These lines remind me of the Smokey Robinson song "Tears of a Clown".
tazz317almost 12 years agofor which is there for all to promise. TK U MLJ LV NV
