Winter Night Reflections On The Eve Before Summer Solstice

June 20, 2022 at 9:27 pm (Poetry) ()

It was a winter’s night
But not a cold winter’s night
There was snow on the ground
And a frosty feel in the air
But no deep chill
That would chill one to the bone

She put a red shawl on herself
To keep warm
She wore a blue blouse
That was an intense blue
The colour of a deep blue July summer sky
She wore a skirt
That was the colour of the combination
Of those white billowy clouds
And intense dark thunder clouds
Rolling together
And mixing with one another
On a mid-August thunderstorm evening

She sat under a pair of trees
That still had some of the golden leaves of autumn
Clinging to them
And on an adjacent tree
3 beautiful little birds
Singing a joyous song
As if the advent of spring
Was in the air

It seemed as if 4 seasons
Were already present
On this magical
Wonder filled winter evening

The melodies of Antonio Vivaldi’s
The Four Seasons
Drifted through her mind
And a night that had started
With a sense of melancholy
Gave way to a warm
Radiant smile.

-A poem written by Christopher
Monday June 20th 2022.

8 Comments

  1. Seoul Sister said,

    Very beautiful poem, Christopher. Your poems are exquisite.

  2. xenio72 said,

    What a charming soul. Thank you so much

  3. Hyperion said,

    A lovely waltz through the romance of seasons in a young girls heart.

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