The moon glared at the snow on the land.
Winter’s grasp had clutched on far too long.
Icicle fangs glinting; terrified Spring –
who hesitated to unpack in fear of getting frostbitten.
Pity Spring whose baggage was left untouched,
and mischievous Winter froze the lock tightly shut.
In a death hold embrace, sleet suffocated the flowers.
The petals screaming for air, languished and cowered.
The enraged moon saw all this and called to the sun –
to shine on Winter until the ice in her heart was gone.
Now powerless and weak, the frosty queen was defeated.
All the flowers, plants, and trees of the land celebrated.
Yet there in the shadows, see her with hands wringing.
Winter, with her devilish grin, continues scheming.
The photograph above is by Derrick J. Knight (Click here to visit and follow his blog). ❤
Poet Rummager 
What a fun poem! But we know she’ll be back.
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Yes, and beware of her frigid nature (even Sirius won’t be of much help). 😉
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Ha ha ha. Coincidentally, I wrote a winter haiku.
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Is it posted?
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Just now.
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Be afraid, very afraid…of who is the true schemer…
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You always spout the best lines! Do you write poetry?
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Hah…now that’s LOL..I have a cousin-in-law that’s a published poet…my ability is in limiting ‘the’ from being the fist word of every sentence…so ugh no…wouldn’t have a clue…
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Your stories are lyrical and remind me of poetry, at times. I bet poems wouldn’t be such a far stretch for you. Whatever you do, just don’t stop writing. I love your work.
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Thank you Ms Poet…ya never know, nice having a local resource for guidance 😉
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Love it, got the last snow of the season today!
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Thank you! Did you get a lot of snow?
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Nope, just some flakes, very appropriately timed! Bring the spring!
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Amen to that! 🌞🌸
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What a great write. This was so good. Derrick provided a great photo too.
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Ah, your comments make me smile. I love Derrick’s photo, too. Thanks 😘
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You’re welcome.
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Absolutely beautiful! Sublime representation of light-dark contrast, contrast of opposites as reflected in the human soul. Love your poems! Keep it on!
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Thank you very much! I’m enjoying your blog, as well 💐😊
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Oh, a defeat of the winter. Comic and epic poem, Rose. : )
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Thank you, darling friend. Your positive light always warms me, Francis. 💝
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~w~
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Queen knows how to turn a devastating and cruel loss into victory ….
Queen knew she was
defeated but, that
didn’t let her
down she worked
harder in dark which
made her lose and
came back to
limelight just to
show whether it’s a
queen or common lady
no woman will ever
accept her defeat without
a fight ..:)
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I enjoyed your expressive writing very much. Thank you for taking the time to pen these lovely words. xo
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well i hope to be regular with my writing from today..Thanks for always being generous with your words..:)
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Then I’ll look forward to reading more of your work. All the best!
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just updated one ..same here looking forward for your next one..:)
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Brilliant, but brilliant words…they bite and sting and make me run for my electric blanket!.
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Lol! Electric blankets are great.
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A lovely story…like a child’s tale. Interesting that Winter is so often used in metaphor to express darkness, evil, suffering, menace and so on.
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Thank you! Winter is seen as a bit of a witch, isn’t she? I guess it’s hard to want to hug someone so cold and icy unless it was Frosty the Snowman.
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I loved the way you have personified the devilish Winter and the delicate Spring 😀 It was a great read… 🙂
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Very happy to hear you enjoyed my poem! Thanks so much. Have a wonderful week💐💝
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Wish you the same… 🙂
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“The enraged moon saw all this and called to the sun –
to shine on Winter until the ice in her heart was gone.” — clever rhyme! But Winter’s heart is destined to refreeze…you know…because of Earth’s axial tilt. She can’t help it \”/
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That’s one of my favorite lines in the poem. I’m thrilled you found it clever😊
Hmm, so the axial tilt is to blame for winter’s icy heart, huh? You know, I’ve met really cold people in my lifetime. I wonder if the reason is cuz they’re kinda tilted from the sun? Maybe it’s their posture that’s to blame😉
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A cold individual may have a posture tilt disorder — 23.5 degrees…if you want to be exact \”/
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I knew it! Lol. You’re so funny.
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Beautiful! Spring hasn’t unpacked here either.
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Hi Inese! Thank you for bringing your sunny compliment my way. 💝. Gee, spring should start getting busy!
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If she could read your poem! 🙂
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Really enjoyed this one 😊, also appropriate for the time of year where I live!
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I’m glad you enjoyed my poem… Always nice to see you visiting😘
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Thanks!
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Poor winter. Aren’t you guys a bit too hard on her?
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The moon and the sun working together. It sounds like the greatest WWF tag team of all time. Of course, Winter will simply feign injury and then pull some dirty trick when the referee’s not looking. She’ll be back. Oh yes, she’ll be back.
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