Winter is Awake Again

Winter is awake again,
the maple skin exposed,
its branches cross
in secret codes
resembling pentagrams,
swastikas, or some other
scary symbols
once concealed
below green tunics,
discarded now,
the trunk’s wild worship
crisply revealed,
and I am left to repent
with the backyard heads
boughed in devotion,
their whispers, spells,
and incantations muffled
by the season’s slow motion.

I pray for the innocent
fall of snow
through my glass window.

© khartless 2021, All Rights Reserved


Artwork: Alfonso Mucha “Winter”

38 Comments

      1. K.Hartless

        I love having all four seasons. I could see it hard losing any of them-almost like losing an appendage. Melancholy can set in during the winter for me, so I need lots of jokes and jolliness to keep my spirits toasty.

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