Poem #16

[Joe Way]

Eternal Winter


Eternal winter
fossil souls
dormant hope
ancient tolls
seasons fall
landscapes white
landscape bleak
horizon blight

Eternal winter
frosted pains
brittle chambers
echoed stains
hollow graves
bodies still
lying promise
blanket chill

Eternal winter
gasping snow
drifting sun
lunar flow
creaking water
tired wars
empty breeds
dying cores

Eternal winter
splintered cross
wafer ice
hallowed loss
god absconds
jesus weeps
mandate prayer
eternal sleep

[Paula]

I think this one is my favourite.

[linda_lakeside]

It is really lovely, isn't it? It has a nice rhythm. I don't know why I go for poems with a 'rhythm'...it's not as though it was written to dance to! Yet, it has a feeling that I can't put across. The writer did it beautifully.

[Pete]

This is my favourite as well Paula.
I think on another day, with the wind blowing in the right direction, that this could have won. But I'm sure that the author is only too happy for that brilliant 'Icicles' verse to take the limelight whilst this remains in the shadows attracting selective praise.
Pete

[witty_owl]

Another poem that alludes to this notion of winter as death, this time "eternal". I find this interesting from the perspective of a chain of lateral images that appear to emerge from the subconscious. I have used this technique in the past to write songs and poems as an attempt to bypass my contriving, conscious mind.
The thing that bothers me with this one is;- how do the images of the poem relate to the christ myth which is fundamentally one of resurrection not eternal death?

Cheers, Witty.

[Pete]

Hi Witty
What I tried to allude to in the last verse was that the eternal winter had enveloped everything to the point of no return and even God could not save us ...likewise Jesus offering only tears (of frustration?).
The cross remains splintered and the communial wafer is now ice.

Cheers
Pete