Poetry either strikes at the first glance, or not at all.-
J.M Coetzee
Friday, November 11, 2011
The Thursday Think Tank # 74 - Winter
As
sunlight
slants weaker
and dark hours grow
long,
winter's
icy curse
freezes lazy
bones
into
dangerous
inaction: sleep
lulls
people
to prisons
of blankets and
beds
I too like winter this way! At least half of me does. The other half wants to get out and enjoy the snow and Christmas displays :). The ending was really great even though I am imprisoned willingly :)
Oh yes, I hear you. I like "to prisons of blankets and beds.' One does tend to 'hole up' in winter, and it is easy to allow oneself to be imprisoned.
ReplyDeleteMadhumathi,
ReplyDeleteI know exactly how this feels. The need to snuggle up and keep warm!!!
Lovely words......
Eileen :)
so true!
ReplyDeleteI kinda like winter that way, hee hee!
ReplyDeleteagreed.
ReplyDelete:)
It is very hard to get out of bed in winter!
ReplyDeletebeautiful! i love the tranquility in your blog. a pleasure to visit. ♥
ReplyDeleteI am following! :)
I too like winter this way! At least half of me does. The other half wants to get out and enjoy the snow and Christmas displays :). The ending was really great even though I am imprisoned willingly :)
ReplyDeletelove your view on winter.
ReplyDeletesmiles.
sleep
ReplyDeletelulls
people
to prisons
of blankets and
beds -> that's exactly how i feel in the winter!!