Cold, Cold Winter

It wields misery like a knife. And there's no magic wand to be waved 
To make it fade into oblivion. It leaves me suddenly hankering 
For the halcyon days of summer. There isn't enough warmth saved
It's chillingly cold, and I can't shake my incessant shivering

'Tis a cold, cold winter. Brutal as can be, and summer seems far away 
Oh, how it keeps hovering in the air like a flickering hummingbird
Days are quite long. Time, as still as the snow covering my doorway
Am I supposed to grin and bear it? Carry on day after day undeterred?

It wields misery like a knife. The gust of wind it blows is terrible 
I wish for rain to rid the onslaught of snow, it's white hue is blinding
Is this winter at it's angriest? The misery it has unleashed is insufferable
Rays of afternoon sun shall dissolve it sooner than later, I'm hoping 

I yearn for spring, in all its glory. It will arrive before long, I pray
Cold, cold winter, please, please, please; finally be on your way 



WK 2 MARCH 2019,ANY FORM,ANY THEME,UPTO A MAX OF 20 lines 
Sponsored by Brian Strand (Winner: 1st Place)
Date written and posted: 03/26/2016

januarylongingseasonssnowweathersonnet

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L. J. Carber

March 11, 2019 at 9:54 AM

I get the feeling Edward that you didn't grow up in a cold climate-- I did and love the unique beauty of a snow winter-- as well as the cold, as I feel most alive then. But nowadays my aging body is increasingly agreeing with you, my friend. Congrats on your win!

Edward Ibeh

March 11, 2019 at 2:19 PM

Thank you, L.J.!:-) I'm from Baltimore and this poem was written during the blizzard of 2016, definitely one of the worst I've ever seen! It was pure hell digging out....