Poetic Journey - Winter of My Dismay

What is it about the final days of a year that seem so without hope at times? As if the new year will not belong to us but to others. And the woes of the previous year will follow us wherever we go.

The Winter of My Dismay

The blankets all tangled strangle my sleep

I fight to stay abed and put off the day

My pets hold me down

To keep me from flying away

Escaping the reality that waits

Please let me sleep.

The mornings are so dark

Matching my mood these days

Even the stars are wrapped in blankets of clouds

To stay warm and snug just a little longer

I wrap myself in comforter before my computer

One dim light and a mug of hot coffee.

The darkness and cold outside that circle

Are chilling to the soul

Prospects damp my spirit even more

Hope, when I can find it

Is warming for but a moment

The light so far away.

Spring seems impossible

In this my winter of dismay

Light and hope so very remote

I am not sure I want to make the journey

Just curl up in some snug corner of this endless maze

And sleep forever.

(c) J. Binford-Bell - December 29, 2009

And so begins this week's poetic journey. Hopefully you have something to offer us travelers which will lead us to the light. Your own or a favorite you wish to share. Just leave a comment with your web address (url). We are a multi-blog poetic journey.

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