A Winter’d Life

Looking back into

Swirling winters past

Encapsulated like snowglobe’s

Universe, which by turns

Features riotous blizzard

Or exquisite grace of

First flakes falling fragile

As silver starpoints…

I hold my world, my story

Sealed within glass

Cupped carefully in palm

Of hand, pondering

Whether there was one

Tundra-like season, harsh

And harder than any other.

Was there a year, event

Which stabbed sharper

Deeper than icycles’

Diamond-pointed daggers?

Why do I see those distant days

As winter, with cold knife-edge

Slashing breaths’ abandonment—

Rather than as summer’s arid

Deserts burning through each

Layered tissue, to tender marrow

Gritty sand rubbed into words

Melding salty sweat and tears?

There was rarely a freshening

Spring’s sweet reprieve between

Summertime flareups…which only

Subsided as fall rustled

Harbinger’s haunted

Warning: Icy Roads Ahead.

What hides inside

Clear shaken ball?

A disappearance mysterious

New paternal regime

The injury which bled for days

And the murdered child who

Became barbwire boundary

Between good and evil

Protective love, and

Isolated neglect.

But answers, there are

None in snowglobe…

Perhaps the sea has sent

A bottle to the shore

Scrawled message corked:

“Ask no more…pen the ending

Heart longs for.”

©Rhen Laird/Cobbled Contemplations, 2020 ~ All rights reserved.

Waking Up Winter

Image provided by the generous and talented photographer at One Letter Up—please visit her link! https://oneletterup.com/2020/02/03/sunshines-macro-monday-winterberries/

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“Why not shrug at winter’s chill

Sing out loud, wow the crowd

Wearing red, plump with daring?”

Let less courageous smirking souls

Shiver, turn away uncaring

That each season’s treasure delivered

Shouldn’t be missed, disdained as cold kiss…

Too pale, unnoticed, hoarfrost white

Too soon bored, the passing throngs

Who forget first snow’s sun-tipped luster

And need a wake-up from wearied light…

“Why not dazzle their downcast eyes?!”

Shout crimson-scarlet berries bright.

©Rhen Laird/Cobbled Contemplations,  2020 ~ All rights reserved.

Keepsake Light

Photo courtesy of the brilliant author at https://oneletterup.com/2020/01/25/looking-for-light-in-a-bottle/—visit the site to view more stunning photography (and leave comments there please)!

When hearts’ all seemed lost

E’er gone, irretrievably 

Far too dark for words…

You brought light in a bottle

Love’s shooting stars, dancing sea

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Filling azure glass

Every moonbeam, hope with wings

Winter shadows flee

‘Mid swirl of love-light’s wonder

Keepsake bottle’s legacy

©Rhen Laird/Cobbled Contemplations, 2020 ~ All rights reserved.