POETIC GEMS

WINTER IS COMING



The suns' trajectory has shortened,
Now that his chariot has run a course
Much closer to the horizon.
The night is quicker to claim
The earth as her realm
And the moon barks orders
At the brilliant ( but oh, so cold ) stars.

The wind howls at night
And even the wild dogs are tamed
Becoming silent in obeisance.
Rain comes and falls, and fails
To tether the wind who takes each drop
And spins it into long liquid streams
Until they fall like waving sheets.

The cold freezes puddles solid
And no leaves, no fruits no flowers
Survive the blizzard cruel
And even colder still, inside,
My heart keeps on beating,
Gelid though it may be
To keep me alive, me who has died.

Like Summer , you have left me
And unlike Autumn you've given me
No ripe fruits , no grain , no berries.
My crop was poisoned by bitter tears,
Endless regrets, false promises, nightmares;
My Winter's deep, bleak and long - lasting
Expecting no Spring's arrival.

Nicholas V 
Intelliblog.
nicholasjv@blogspot.com

A lot of the blogging poets will be familiar with Nick's stunning poems. His blog is definitely worth a visit. Just noticed that he has had over five million views. It is a smorgasbord of  beautiful poetry, movies, gardening, classical music, visual art, cooking and photography. Nick could be categorised as a Renaissance man,  a sort of Melbourne Leonardo da Vinci  ( no not Leonardo di Caprio :)
The thinking person's dream.
( sorry, I am yielding to my poetic propensities here:) Anyway , he is a very talented Aussie also excelling in Greek dancing, drinking copious amounts of ouzo and smashing plates .
Yep, that's right, he is Grik ! Yassou !