Poetry and Prose for any season

[Russ]

As Winter's Icy Breath This Heart Reminds


Icy frost grows thick on dead toads,
winter's breath drapes snow laced airs
great the sorrows upon this road
as looms darkness of such despairs
Yet life demands this walk alone
in silence born of pregnant pause
too much of life has swiftly flown
for soul to find another cause.

Alas! Will such pains ever end
Can dreams return my truest friend?

Shall we learn to eat dying words
as penance for world's bellowing ills,
flee dark skies as storm chased birds
eat decay of innocent kills?
Yet hope begs tomorrow's tales
as beauty of a rose's bright red
thrilled with its sweet pungent smells
forgetting of life's many dreads.

Alas! Will such pains ever end
Can dreams return my truest friend?

Winter's breath, reminds heart's great loss
aches gasping within dark repose,
as trees blow shaking frozen moss
sad sorrows gift their heavy blows
Pity the spirit this loss feels
as whipping winds deny sweet hope
of love's return, promised thrills
now so far beyond earthly scope.

Alas! Will such pains ever end
Can dreams return my truest friend?

This poem creates such a powerful mood, Robert, and the 4 line interlude about "hope" right in the middle is a great counter-point. And then back to the Winter's Breath. I will remember this one.