Poem: Darrow Poems 12-12-25

[ysabetwordsmith]

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Darrow Poems 12-12-25


the snow falls,
then rain, then ice:
alas! no market today

* * *
cinnamon, ginger, clove:
mulled apple cider is
the scent of autumn

* * *
in a single leaf,
all the colors
of the sunset

* * *
the tree is hollow
inside, and yet
it still lives --

perhaps there is
hope for even me

* * *
flower petals
under the frost,
faded but still
beautiful

* * *
morning before sun
so cold and yet
so hopeful

Comments

[gs_silva]

I'm feeling all this too. Maybe there's hope for me. Faded, but still.

Thoughts

[ysabetwordsmith]

I'm glad this resonated with you.

Lovely

[dialecticdreamer]

Like a moment of communing with nature without being outside in the nasty winter weather.

Re: Lovely

[ysabetwordsmith]

Thank you! That's what I was aiming for.