Bob Quigley Poet Free verse

Ghost of Winter

I can feel him in my bones. 
A chill has descended on my world
I can see him in the breath that forms a mist before me.
I can hear him in the wind that whispers to the pines.
Barren trees flex their skeletal fingers 
While wasted leaves plummet to their death.
His presence is betrayed.

I am not alarmed.
I have met him before.
We oft have locked in struggles between seasons,
I have fended off his frozen arrows
Beaten back his snow filled storms.
Broken his sword of ice and forced surrender.

I have left his broken spirit
To wither in the pristine fields of spring. 
Knowing that his soul has not been vanquished.
On the morrow, the ghost of winter will return
And I, like a worthy foe, 
Will wait to challenge him again


 Bob Quigley

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Donna Jones April 20, 2013 at 7:47 AM Awesome.....congratulations Bob Quigley April 20, 2013 at 8:09 AM Thank you Donna

Deborah Burch April 20, 2013 at 4:52 AM Oh!! Bob this is fantastic! I love it! Well done and Congrats on your win. I think I may have to fav this one as well. Big hugs Deb Bob Quigley April 20, 2013 at 8:09 AM Thank you Deborah. Glad you liked it.

Poet Destroyer A April 19, 2013 at 9:41 PM Bob, Congratulations IN HONOR OF Andrea's favorite POEM contest. *Always & Forever' @->- LINDA -<-@ Bob Quigley April 20, 2013 at 8:10 AM Thank you PD. Always glad to hear from you.

Len Gasun April 19, 2013 at 8:43 PM Many congrats my dear poet Bob! This is indeed both great and amazing poem & image! I love it & so enjoyed. Thank you so much for sharing! Have a grace-filled day! Love and hugs, Leonora Bob Quigley April 20, 2013 at 8:11 AM Much appreciated Leonora. Thank you.

Skat A April 19, 2013 at 8:33 PM Bob, a sweet win~*~SKAT Bob Quigley April 20, 2013 at 8:11 AM Thank you

Andrea Dietrich November 28, 2011 at 10:35 PM wow, Bob, I've been here two hours commenting and right now I think I am seeing my favorite of the entire evening. A fave on this awesome writing. Bob Quigley November 28, 2011 at 11:02 PM Very kind words indeed Andrea. Thank you very much.

Mandy Tams The Golden Girl November 12, 2011 at 8:28 AM Wonderful xx Bob Quigley November 12, 2011 at 1:27 PM Thanks Mandy

Carolyn Devonshire November 11, 2011 at 12:24 PM Excellent use of personification in "humanizing" the winter season. Brilliant imagery of the struggle you face when winter arrives. You work very well in free verse form, Bob. Bravo! Love, Carolyn Bob Quigley November 11, 2011 at 1:37 PM Very kind comments Carolyn. Appreciate the kudos. Thank you

Kim Merryman November 10, 2011 at 1:09 AM Excellent poem, Bob. I especially like the lines "Barren trees flex their skeletal fingers while wasted leaves plummet to their death" Kim Bob Quigley November 10, 2011 at 8:42 AM Thank you Kim. Much appreciated.