Reblog; A beautiful poem from Chris Hall, in response to WDYS # 83.
Enjoy
Darkness comes early on these winter days
colour drains from bleached frigid skies
cobalt tints bleed to shades of stone
dripping into gun-metal water
remorseless, brutal
devoid of hope.
Darkness crowds in on these winter days
warmth leaches from dwindling vistas
landscapes recede, horizons narrow
care-free life flutters out of reach
fading to remembrance
of times past.
A glimmer remains on these winter days
a single shaft of sunlight reaches out
to dispel today’s sombre skies
one ray of honeyed promise
for a golden new
tomorrow.
Written in response to Sadje‘s What do You See #83 photo prompt.
Image credit: Sadje
The image shows a wooden pier extending into a lake. The sky overhead is partly cloudy with sun trying to peep.
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Thanks
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It’s a beautiful verse
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It is indeed
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Thanks for sharing, Sadje! Have a beautiful day 🙂
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Thanks Chris, you too
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This is beautiful ❤️
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Thanks, Roshni 🙂
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Indeed. Thanks
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Oh this is spectacular poetry. Thank you for sharing Chris’ poem, Sadje.
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Thank you, Suzette!
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Always a pleasure to read your work Chris😊
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What a lovely compliment, Suzette! I truly appreciate it 🙂
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My pleasure Chris.😊
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Indeed. It’s my pleasure
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thats so beautiful! ❤
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Indeed.
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