Jean Marble Poet Rhyme

Escape From Winter

Pin prick tattoos from wind nipped lobes,
designs from cracked and wrinkled scrolls;
don’t leave me in these Winter robes
a  wand’ring soul…a wand’ring soul.

I don’t embrace night drunken suns
or drizzly, drowsy rootlessness
where vines lay bare ‘round garden runs,
such fruitlessness…such fruitlessness.

I’m horrified by North-wind chides
that seep through secret cracks in doors.
Don’t leave me where the Winter thrives
o’er frosty shores… o’er frosty shores.

I’m numb when sun is layered thin
and ricochets off bars of ice
and snowmen judge my every sin
with winter vice… with winter vice.

Just take me with you when you leave
away from teasing thaws of war,
where trees take shapes from the bereaved 
no Spring in store… no Spring in store.

Don’t leave me in this haunted lair,
the dank and dismal realms of night;
my heart can’t bare the stale affair
all painted white… all painted white.

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Caroline Cécile Delacroix December 27, 2009 at 9:29 PM Truly an awesome write, very well versed. I like the repetitions in the last lines. Winter is hard to bear indeed, yet we do brave these elements don't we, even though reluctantly. But we know without a doubt that Spring also will arrive and take all the hardship away. There is profound meaning in your last 2 stanzas. Thank you for sharing and welcome to the Soup! Caroline.