Gershon Wolf Poet Free verse

Nineseventeenpm In Chicago

nineseventeenPM on a winter's night asleep
 wolf wind's a-whistlin' and a-howlin'
   reaching under every blanket, every sheet
     grasping shivering victims in dread's keep

Late spring or early summer, nineseventeenPM
  resplendent sunlight's finally dimmed and darkened
    though moments ago 'twas still radiant out west
      time to head on in from porch or stoop
        pre-midnight snack awaits, old-fashioned
          homemade beet-borscht soup

nineseventeenPM in mid-Fall, Jack Frost's on the vine
  of pumpkins large and small, candlelit smiles
    greeting passersby … friendly faces masking
      haunting sense that old man winter lurks nearby

nineseventeenPM in Chicago 
  Fore shadow of terror, or benign:
    Evening's waning quickly now
      ~ Mark each hour's chime

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Faraz Ajmal June 21, 2018 at 8:07 AM Ahh, you have described a exact moment in every season, I really like this idea of yours and it sure was a really beautiful poem, I think that it is for a contest, if yes then I wish you best of luck in it, Gershon Wolf June 21, 2018 at 10:41 AM Glad you like it, Faraz. Thank you for checking this one out. Best wishes, Gershon

Tom Cunningham June 19, 2018 at 2:56 PM A lovely idea capuring time throught the year, well written Gershon. Tom Gershon Wolf June 21, 2018 at 10:40 AM Thank you, Tom, for your generous praise. Gives me a boost. Much appreciated. ~ Gershon

Jan Allison June 19, 2018 at 2:40 PM Gershon this is one of your best! what a fabulous idea to capture one moment in time throughout the seasons - loved the reference to borscht soup, I've not had that since my early childhood when we used to go to a function at a Polish Club:-) hugs Jan xx Gershon Wolf June 19, 2018 at 7:59 PM Why, thank you, Jan! Sounds as if you were really moved...which is a good thing when considering poetry...As for borsht, it's certainly for those of us, like my wife and me, who hail from Lithuania-Poland-Belarus-Ukraine, or whose parents did. (btw: there's no 't' on the word in the old country. Interesting). Thank you for your splendid visit, as always. :) gw

Ilene Bauer June 19, 2018 at 1:54 PM hey gershon! i like the idea of choosing one moment in time and capturing what's going on in that minute throughout the seasons - very cool! Gershon Wolf June 21, 2018 at 10:39 AM Thank you, Ilene. Glad you like it, and may we all 'seize the moment' ... as a teacher I live for the "teachable moment," of course ... :) gw