Thursday, December 4, 2014

Like Snowdrops

morgueFile



Ice blood
thickens, congeals
with spindly fingers
stretching across winter’s skin.

We bear the marks,
troublesome, melancholic,
after a year of sidetracked seasons,
of storms.  But wait

for hope
to spring, reveal
what in the dark
can grow.


© 2014 Jennifer Wagner
  


18 comments:

Justin Lamb said...

I like this a lot, both literally and as a possible metaphor.

Magaly Guerrero said...

I love the things that show their beauty in the dark. Not because I dislike the light--I like it just as much. But when something wonderful grows in the dark, it existence speaks of hope.

Love this!

Karen said...

I agree with Justin. This is good on multiple levels.

Grace said...

I love the imagery of winter's ice blood waiting for spring ~ Superb ending Jennifer ~ Have a good week ~

Susie Clevenger said...

Yes, this piece can be taken as reality or metaphor. I love "ice blood." It is amazing what can grow in the dark to bloom from winter's blanket. Thanks so much for writing for the challenge!

Susan said...

Wondeful--as if those frosty fingers contained no pain but the pangs of nature's birth. I wrote another that might mate with yours: http://susanspoetry.blogspot.com/2014/12/pain.html

Vinitha said...

Beautiful thought, Jennifer.

Wolfsrosebud said...

nice use of nature in this

Gillena Cox said...

Jennifer you begin in an oxymoron mood and continue to challenge us outside the box, quite an interesting write

much love...

Anonymous said...

This is beautiful, and it touches me on a personal level.

Ellecee said...

I enjoyed your poem very much, I found it to be melancholy yet still filled with hope. Winter can be that kind of season.

Wendy Bourke said...

So many layers and nuances in this beautifully crafted metaphor, Jennifer - that ends on such a soothing note of possibilities.

Audrey Howitt aka Divalounger said...

Like this a bunch Jennifer--really beautiful layering here

Tank said...

Lovely poem, mournful with hope springing from within. I really like it!

brudberg said...

This is just lovely.. Especially the first stanza hits me hard... I like that there is hope in the end...

Brian Miller said...

after a year of side tracked seasons...what a line that is...
and spring will come...in its time....

grapeling said...

"morguefile" is the image source? yikes!

this piece also has a cold grip to it ~

janetld said...

How did I miss this earlier? (Now I remember: I was away at the time.) Beautiful poem and picture.