december’s girl
I am the wraith of winter
I spin loose tales of death and direction
decorate with grey and hollowed out stones
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I light the night with moondust and parody
weave rough wool from forest and folly
paint the sun into places you’ve never imagined
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I can warm your toes and chill your heart
breathe life into howls that could tear you apart
sit silent when you beg for a song
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I wear a belt of keys but never open a door
rattle chains that were forged from lost days
hope is the ring I wear on my finger
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I am always gone and never away
neither friend nor foe in your subliminal story
I am the wraith of winter
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Linking up today with the fabulous dVerse poets for Open Link Night, join us!
December 11th, 2012 at 8:35 am
This. Is. Truth.
And rise from despair.
And all the things you are and not.
What you are is extraordinary…
And you always touch me in places long forgotten.
Places lost in the vague of every day.
Thank you for that.
December 11th, 2012 at 8:36 am
Simply sublime. I can read this over and over; it is timeless.
December 11th, 2012 at 8:36 am
that’s brilliant. so much said in so little words. love the personification of winter’s first real month. love it.
December 11th, 2012 at 9:02 am
Yes. Yes. YES. I love this. I agree with Michael, I could read it over and over. I cannot put into words just how perfect this is. Winter is when the elements come to life and show their power or their deafening silence. It is grand.
December 11th, 2012 at 9:02 am
Oh my…this one touched me to the core…
December 11th, 2012 at 9:15 am
LOVE wraith of winter…fantastic! And a fantastic blanket of words to only highlight its brilliance even more. Loved it! I’m calling favorite
December 11th, 2012 at 11:09 am
“Hope is the ring I wear on my finger.” This is the best. Love.
December 11th, 2012 at 11:39 am
love the word wraith 🙂 used nicely here.
December 11th, 2012 at 11:54 am
Wow! This is a real gem – so many great images here. Loved this:
“I wear a belt of keys but never open a door
rattle chains that were forged from lost days
hope is the ring I wear on my finger”
Big hug and kiss for you! Mosk
December 11th, 2012 at 12:14 pm
so beautiful and so many fantastic lines…I wear a belt of keys but never open a door…being my fav..love your personification of that magical month..
December 11th, 2012 at 1:50 pm
wow this is rather haunting, but beautiful….I wear a belt of keys but never open a door
rattle chains that were forged from lost days
hope is the ring I wear on my finger…that whole stanza just jumped out at me in this….great creative descriptions…
December 11th, 2012 at 3:02 pm
Beautifully written and powerful!
December 11th, 2012 at 3:10 pm
fantastic imagery.i just love every word of this…
December 11th, 2012 at 3:18 pm
love this from beginning to end – I could feel the chill! K
December 11th, 2012 at 3:19 pm
Love the feel of this…beautiful and evocative….great descriptions. Really enjoyed reading 🙂
December 11th, 2012 at 3:25 pm
Wow, love this Kelly. Each word was like an exquisite morsel to be savored.
December 11th, 2012 at 3:26 pm
Warm your toes and chill your heart… wraith of winter… some lovely word play in this.
We just had another taste of winter ysterday. About 5cms (2-3 inches) of snow…yuck
Loved this Mrs M.
December 11th, 2012 at 3:49 pm
Your poetry leaves me speechless so often. This is true–this is exactly what December is. And it sound oddly like something I would write.
December 11th, 2012 at 3:54 pm
“I wear a belt of keys but never open a door
rattle chains that were forged from lost days
hope is the ring I wear on my finger”
My favorite lines 🙂 beautifuly done:)
December 11th, 2012 at 4:32 pm
This is wonderful… I especially like the second stanza.
December 11th, 2012 at 4:33 pm
There is so much rich imagery to savour here – all of it from the cold counter 😉
December 11th, 2012 at 4:57 pm
beautiful… personification was done very well here
December 11th, 2012 at 5:00 pm
This chills me deeply…as does winter. Loved the creative thought that went into this poem!
December 11th, 2012 at 5:16 pm
You have captured the ghostly character of winter – when all is skeletal bare bones, and the beauty is found in starkness and form without shadows. Truly exquisite poem.
December 11th, 2012 at 5:29 pm
Haunting and beautiful poem!
December 11th, 2012 at 5:55 pm
I love winter. I’ve never considered a wraith-like quality to winter. It’s a delightful season in its own right, but also serves to provide a counter point to the joy and bounty of Spring and Summer.
Whilst I don’t agree with the imagery, I love what you’ve done with this. So well conceptualized and written. Beautiful, actually.
December 11th, 2012 at 6:09 pm
Love the strong voice, specially the third stanza ~
December 11th, 2012 at 6:20 pm
loved the mystery between the lines
December 11th, 2012 at 6:42 pm
“I can warm your toes and chill your heart” Love that line. Wonderful, haunting, mysterious, that’s how I see December’s girl. Nicely penned.
December 11th, 2012 at 7:41 pm
“I wear a belt of keys but never open a door
rattle chains that were forged from lost days
hope is the ring I wear on my finger”…powerful line!
December 11th, 2012 at 7:42 pm
WOW!!!!
tilda
December 11th, 2012 at 8:11 pm
kelly… these words are so beautiful. yes haunting and mysterious. Really lovely!
December 11th, 2012 at 11:11 pm
oh yeah! that final line bites like frost
and made my extremities glow with white heat:
this has the atmosphere of Narnia meets serial
killer (or that might just be me;) i really enjoyed it: proper good! 🙂
December 12th, 2012 at 12:25 am
every single word… perfectly placed. loved this.
December 12th, 2012 at 12:47 am
….dark but not in a haunting way… it’s dark in the deepest essence of happiness… fantastic read… smiles…
December 12th, 2012 at 6:20 am
“wraith” — a new word for me. And now filled with the fantastic images you spun in this poem.
December 12th, 2012 at 7:47 am
You’ve captured the great variety of the dark month the Dark month and how it works its way into the consciousness. Nice job.
December 12th, 2012 at 7:54 am
Oh how I hate winter so as the cold continues to flow, but you sure caught the bite, and brought it to light!
December 12th, 2012 at 10:04 am
Beautiful, Kelly!
December 12th, 2012 at 3:50 pm
You carry your theme… cold and hard… throughout with great effect. Your imagery is strong and bold and your diction is creative and specific in intent. Well done!
December 13th, 2012 at 5:56 am
Incredible imagery. A very accomplised write. Loved it.
December 15th, 2012 at 11:14 am
I’ve read up and down your page today, from mourning the cup to your silent Christmas tree—thank you–the words were all good, made me think, made me feel, made me care, and made me as comfortable as one can be with the ugliness as well as the beauty of life.