Bittersweet Adieu
Arising to yet another delicately frosted world with less snow than yesterday had, of course a tribute began. Having seen yesterday's all melt by the afternoon, however, this has a different tone. Care to enjoy?
(sonnet # DLXI)
As if with ling'ring sorrow now he leaves
A trace of powder dusting ere the light
Reveals his silent footprints by the white
That softly kisses all in sight. Day's warmth thieves
The world of that reminder as Spring weaves
Her songs throughout his last hours, where, despite
The foggy touch each early breath has, bright
Hope dances in Love's realm which Spring retrieves.
Chill half debates with tender warmer air
As Cardinals sing, Killdeers call; aye, low
And high seem whisp'ring his reign's o'er; the fair
Face proffered pining hearts in each day's show
Declares Death's chains are broken ev'rywhere,
Whence Winter bows out with sweet hints of snow.
22Feb12
D112
Jenny , you bring along a classical touch to this sonnet ! The line -"Death's chains are broken ev;rywhere..." - elevates this poem to great heights ! Thanks , -Raj
A warmth bringing sonnet this is, very encouraging in nature. Another great Sonnet of yours Jenny, please keep 'em coming.
Much enjoyed.
After reading this eloquent adieu to Winter who would not accept such a sonnet in tribute and wants to keep up a return he surely can never look Spring in the eye again. A stunning read Jenny.
I am reminded for why I left the snows of Olde England in November...Sitting here writing in the constant sun of southern Spain. The scene is a million miles from your frosted fields. Nice discriptive " Sonnet " Jenny. Kind regards, Philip
Funny most of us won't miss that Winter fellow at all
A trace of powder dusting ere the light....and hope dances ...spring is on it's way ?? I care to enjoy Jenny !...Maggie