I’ve been meaning to post for centuries. I’m pretty sure I say this every time I post.
I’ve been writing a lot lately. Mainly for therapy but sometimes for other reasons. Today I wrote a good poem(well at least I found it good at 7am this morning.). I thought I would share it here.
I’ve been writing as part of British Author Beth Kempton’s Winter Writing Sanctuary. Basically, there are different prompts daily which include a study in color. Writers are encouraged to light a candle and embrace winter through the act of writing. I’ve done this for a few winters and absolutely love it.
Today’s color was black. We also were prompted to pick a few words. I picked: silhouette, thunder and Midnight from a list of words.
Here is my haiku:
First there was thunder
The midnight sky silhouette
A lightning reveal
I also wrote a longer poem:
Without thunder there is no lightning.
Without light, there is no dark.
All things have an opposite…
Light/dark
Hot/cold
Pleasure/Pain
We often label the opposites as good/evil…
Yet they are not so…
Summer yields to winter
Transitioning through fall…
Winter yields back to summer…
Transitioning through spring…
I dare say winter is no more evil than darkness…
For without the dark, we wouldn’t know light.
Winter is a space, a solace. A rest.
I used to fight winter
Maddened by the cold
And by the long nights…
My attitude, poor
My time a waste
A spot I wished away.
Now I am embrace winter,
I cozy in fluffy blankets,
In warm pajamas,
And cute slippers.
The time slow, yet well lived.
A slow down, a pause for inward reflection
For cuddling with family during movies,
For sipping warm tea or cocoa.
Without thunder, there is no lightning
Without dark, there is no light
There can be beauty in the opposite!
