A Picture of Forgetfulness

Paint me a picture of forgetfulness Just as the cold January winds come calling Thoughts and whispers into and through my frozen mind I want to forget this time. This is a time to forget. To forget the hardships of this Winter's depth To forget the hard and frozen tundra To think of Warmth that has not as of yet Sent even a whiff of her in its blowing. There has been a death. A death of all that was so wonderful In the beginning of the Spring And all that was so fruitful In the court of Autumn's King. I desire a new painting. A new painting of what is fresh and true A painting of a Spring that will start anew I want to hear Warmth's voice calling I want my soul to be renewed. (January 24, 2011 Wausau, Wisconsin) (c) Copyright 2011 by Christine A Kysely, All Rights Reserved