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Winter's Wanton Daughter : A Poem

Updated on May 13, 2012
Merciful Autumn
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I often think of the seasons all year round as one bitter dysfunctional family, with one member dominating over the rest for some period of time, which we experience as Spring, Summer, Autumn and Winter. Summer and Winter have two beautiful daughters, Spring, blooming and bright like her mother and Autumn, wanton, wild and carefree like her father. They are separated from each other for so long, and Autumn, closer to her father, cheers him up.

My father knows mercy not,

Mercurial gaze he rests sharp,

On all outgrown of life's slot,

His nimble fingers play the harp,

Ominous tune of end it coos,

An age's epitaph haunting loose.


His foe, the sun, shields away,

His mates, the clouds, prance in mirth,

He tightens clutches on luminous ray,

Peeking bravely at frozen hearth,

My friends, those trees, wept aghast,

At wilted limbs, heads half mast.


Them a joy, I promise in hope,

Patriarch, he, glowers hard in rage,

At fitful fancies never to cope,

My dreams he sternly moves to cage,

Mother's smile shines a brightened beam,

Saddened his resolve melts at the seam.


I wager a life filled with hype,

The trees unsure, glimpse bemused,

At aged hands rusting ripe,

Their offspring smartly part amused,

At freedom bequeathed by Winter's heir,

Gratefully smile at discarded care.


Father smirks in joyous defeat,

My charm, he never could surmount,

His fury chilled by blowing sleet,

Then peacefully stutters in wait and counts,

Those dreaded dawns till Mother returns again,

Bundling warmth and burning this pain


Harsh Winter
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      samanthajae 4 years ago

      Hi silverstararrow, I've always thought of the seasons as a beautiful piece of music with each individual season a harmonious chord. Your hub gives interesting insight to another perspective, and I like the imagery in your poem. Voted up.

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      silverstararrow 4 years ago from India

      Thank you, samanthajae for taking the time to read my hub and commenting on it too. :)

      Hmm, your ideology is a refreshing take on a topic that I think differently about. Needless to say, the thought of seasons being in synch, like a series of harmonious chords is a probable analogy. Never thought of it that way. You've me intrigued. :)

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