Monday, January 21, 2013

Supremacy

From Google Images 
( photographer unknown)
Snow-silent,
high lord of Winter
dream-whispers
messages...
"I hold the key to Springtime;
I am still in charge."

Unyielding,
icicle fingers
grip the land,
hold hostage
impatient plants and flowers.
"You will pay me heed!"

"Acknowledge
my supremacy,
my power
and my right
to rule at this time of year.
The season is mine!"

He blusters,
until the warm air
from his lungs
brings downfall,
as its heat beckons the Spring
to approach his realm.

Then anger,
like melt-water, fades,
and a truce
is achieved,
while the Earth spins on its course
and balance returns...


Written for IGWRT 's Open Link Monday

13 comments:

  1. Wish I'd written this!
    Such a pure verse.

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  2. Oh how enjoyable, this winter read. Here in the Sonora Desert, we have a different view of the season. A week ago our low was 14f. Yesterday, the high was 78f. I planted 240 little snap dragons, violas, violets and pansies. How's that for mid-winter?!

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  3. A lovely tribute to Winter as we turn towards Imbolc. Love this.

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  4. Love these nature words, Jinsky...beautiful!!

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  5. beautiful... couldn't help thinking though of the downfall of every "villain"... monologuing:-)

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  6. Winter puts up a fight, but he doesnt have very long left to bluster and bluff. At least in our part of the world.

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  7. I like the changing seasons....but I wish its spring now as its really cold now ~

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  8. Winter doesn't want to surrender...I love this poem of seasons.

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  9. I love your hyphenated words: "snow-silent" and "melt-water."

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  10. I like this story of life. The winter does end.

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  11. This is wonderful! We certainly under the grip of winter right now.

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