sleep now december
by Lindsay Sanders
december creeps like candlelight
and grasps my tender heart
with thirty-one gelid fingers
that with each touch remind
me of the evasive warmth that
is chased by cloudy december.
december bathes in white
reminiscent of a wedding,
and the subsequent month long
pregnancy that ensues,
giving birth to december's
virgin daughter, january;
yet winter eyes search for
an ineludible funeral.
december is a requiem
sung by the naked trees
that dance in the moonlight
singing of this years january
who now grows old and weary
and will soon be laid to rest
under glistening new years snow.
december hides her tears
from the world. can you see her
pain frozen in the sleet? notice:
her frore blood drips slowly when
teary icicles pierce her frostbitten
heart as she waits quietly for her
precious daughter to bring forth
her long awaited spark.
and the blithe carolers
continue to revel in
the snowy streets
Posted on 12/11/2003
Copyright © 2021 Lindsay Sanders
|Member Comments on this Poem|
|Posted by Stephanie Kent on 12/11/03 at 05:19 AM|
Captivating...you definitely should enter it:)
This is brillance, very dark and beautiful.
|Posted by Maria Terezia Ferencz on 05/28/07 at 02:23 PM|
Copngrats on POTD and thanks for the cool breeze from the past.....
|Posted by JD Clay on 05/28/07 at 03:17 PM|
It took me a couple of reads to disccover the true beauty of this poem. It's the type of poem that begs to be read despite being tangled up in cold.
Shame and regret poignantly expressed in an extended metaphor, bravo!!!
December must be tired.
Which makes the title even cooler, Lindsay.
Congratulations on becoming The Pathetic Poet Of Today.
|Posted by Kristine Briese on 05/28/07 at 09:13 PM|
|Posted by Mo Couts on 08/22/11 at 01:53 AM|
This is absolutely STUNNING.