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by Leonard M Hawkes

I relish this warm
That will not last—
Brightness temporary,
Soon to pass:
False Winter
In a smiling face,
Cold death
Behind a mask of grace.
I spend time "out",
Less need for home--
Anxiety intuitive of a
Bondage yet to come,

Akin perhaps, to Christmas light--
Brightest in the seasons’ night.

12/10/2014

Author's Note: Fascination with the unusual season here as we approach the solstice.

Posted on 12/15/2014
Copyright © 2019 Leonard M Hawkes

Member Comments on this Poem
Posted by Alison McKenzie on 12/15/14 at 09:07 AM

A lovely capture of the anomaly, Leonard!

Posted by Kristina Woodhill on 12/15/14 at 03:32 PM

"False Winter In a smiling face, Cold death Behind a mask of grace." loved these lines. 24 last night here - perhaps the shift to normal has begun.

Posted by Clara Mae Gregory on 12/16/14 at 11:42 AM

Stellar

Posted by Rob Littler on 02/23/15 at 06:15 PM

I think this poem deserves to be longer....

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