Winter Whispers

Winter in the Country, c. 1859 by George Henry Durrie, Artist from the National Gallery of Art

Winter Whispers

Dare I step out on this winter morning when all I want is to close all the doors on the soft glow of morning that is offering hope, a hope I want to reject, a hope that seems meaningless at this hour? An unknown force pulled me out of the grieving grave, whispering in my ear – I am with you; look within; my love will forever guide you out of this darkness. I stumbled out.

snowy path ahead
new beginnings beckoning
despite the cold clouds

Stony eyed, I turn back and look at the cottage that was full of life once. Withering winds of wet winter could never deter our pleasure of enjoying long walks – togetherness that was the envy of many.

winter moon beaming
unaware of dismal songs
reverberating 

© Balroop Singh

Thanks to Colleen for the inspiration to write syllabic poetry.

The challenge this week is: you choose the form, and you choose the past season, and the winter kigo words or use the piece of art above, as an inspiration. You must use at least one kigo word in your poem. Remember, if you write a haibun or a haiku, the kigo word is required in the haiku.

Kigo word used:  new beginnings, cold clouds, winter moon.

50 thoughts on “Winter Whispers

  1. Grieving has its own steps that one must take if we’re on that path. People don’t know what to say to others in grieving. Do they say, hope you feel better soon. Your sad poem is beautiful, Balroop!😍

  2. Thank you for the beautiful, touching poem, Balroop. It gently offers a glimpse of your grief and the hope that will follow in it’s own tentative time. Thinking you you with love. ❤

      1. I never goes away, Balroop, but you’ll learn to live with it and find joy and laughter again in spite of it … at your own pace. It’s one the hardest things you’ll do so be gentle with yourself. Love xo

  3. Gosh, Balroop – I cannot imagine how you are feeling. As grief is so individual, neither can anyone else. Just sending you love and blessings and … yes, hope. 🙏🏽💞

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