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Winter Bloom

 

Shadows are drifting by darkling shadows

graveyard rose blooms in the winter graveyard

whispers of the wind bring in night whispers

weeping willows dance to ravens weeping

darkness falling softly into darkness

hushed wing beats create ravens hush

silver rains fall from moons silver

bleeding not from the thorns ever bleeding

fear not the gathering but breathe the fear

dance in devils light the eternal dance

haunted is the howl for the haunted

silent songs for the stars so silent

falling softly memories ever falling

winter roses bloom in snowy winter.

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Another Shadow Sonnet with imagery that speaks of darkness in a place where things decay not blossom.

The juxaposition of this imagine in this place and time, a rose blooming in the winter makes it sound like a visitor left it behind for a remember loved one. Probably not what was intended but in some ways we always bring some context of our own to every poem we read. Nicely done.

Edited by Regel
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Loved this poem.

 

Despite the overshadowing dark imagery there are several references to life within the darkness. The 2 images of roses blooming in areas of death or winter are comforting that life and optimism exists no matter what. The image of a weeping willow (a naturally depressive image) dancing is an uplifting contrast that brings to mind the notion that within the willow lurks a life seeking to be released like a wood dryad's soul trapped in a place it should not be and expressing itself despite its cage.

 

Clever to have use the same/similar word at the beginning and end of every line. Found that to be very unique and something I have not seen before. Refreshing and a great read.

 

Thanks for sharing :)

Edited by Parmenion
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Thank you for your lovely comments.

 

A note upon the style, it is called a Shadow Sonnet and was created by a poet frined of mine. I quite enjoy the style.

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