Cold Miser
Oh, those sleepy boughs, crumbling at the shoulder!
Sonnet of the gods, like boulder `gainst boulder.
Beware all thee who pass `neath frozen timber!
Danger’s fateful eye winks an icy glimmer.
Nestle thee by the fire and absorb its glow.
What goes on yonder, we have no way to know.
Word has halted, and lonesome lives `round the bend.
Shame, we have these wings which we dare not extend!
Haunted by the notion that we’re all alone….
An eerie silence, choked by the rarest moan.
Would that I have one wish…I’d not lay it waste.
I’d bid thee farewell, Cold Miser! Please, make haste!
December 2008 ~ Sheila Roy
Hugs,
Anna
You have amazing talent..I enjoyed this very much. I also bid the 'cold miser' farewell, I love SPRING and eagerly awaiting its arrival!
Many blessings,
~Linda
Begone wintry hoarder of warmth!
Yikes! What an experience Sheila friend!
I remember when I lived, for a season, in Rogers Arkansas with my first wife. The freezing rain and sudden and debilitating snowstorms left a lasting impression on me psyche. Seemed that everything came to a standstill and everyone, except the hardiest of souls, remained indoors.
i remember the trees would break off and litter the streets and fields; often bringing traffic to an absolute standstill. I remember, too, how deadened any sound was outside when everything was white and frozen, and how the ambiance would hold you like a glove.
It's amazing how dependent we are on electricity and even more amazing how what we percieve changes when it isn't there. that being said, my son and I are purposely going to climb Garnet Peak in the Anza Borrego this weekend in the snow. A wee bit wack perhaps, but still a lotta fun.
A beautifully conceptualized poem from a gifted and giving soul. The most blessed of holiday seasons to you and yours SR.
Blessings and love ...
Richard
"Cold Miser" is a haunting warning to remind me of my blessings of comforts gold...least I be cold...I am glad your safe, as those branches of ice can indeed cause problems....I have an ice storm in my area & some roads are closed becasue of falling branches covered with ice...
I truely loved your poem....It's great the inspiration you have by candle light poetess :)
Much Love To You Den Sister
Embraced~Embrassé
Vickie
enjoyed this work and it's realistic display of this event...nicely written piece...
Art Sun...
A poetic feast in "Cold Miser". A literary banquet to celebrate Poetry.
In respect,
Andre Emmanuel Bendavi ben-YEHU
Keith
lol
wish I wrote this!!! pax A
by the duality of how such beauty can cause such misery!
I love trees gistening in ice,but not what they can cause;-)
Merry Christmas,with love,
Eileen
Regis
Very well written poem. Every line is a shivering gem. It's funny how we can dispell the largest of armies and conquer outerspace but no one can beat Mother Nature. She sure has a way of keeping us on our toes. Peace, Love, Blessings & Friendship Always, Paul.
hugs
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Edwin
of 4 months and we were struck by four hurricanes in 2004
the first was the worst, after surviving winds of 150mph
The following 3 were nothings, I was in feafr
Gave me something to tell my grand children,
they fears for me too, they were up north following the hurricanes
on CNN and calling us giving us blow by blows up dates.
Because other then the phone, we had no power, just candle light
for about 5 days
Peace be with
William