“It all belies
Our existence; we wait, and are still denied.”
“Winter-Lull” by D.H. Lawrence
https://poets.org/poem/winter-lul
The winter lull is like a pillow. I sink my head into it. Feel the comfort of its support. In my pocket my treasures rattle. A tiny little secret. No longer safe. But I like to warm my treasures in my palms. Make them shine - take them out only when needed. Then put them away.
The crows call and bring me out of my thoughts. They rest like ink-blots on a page. Proud, bold and sharp. Like black marks on lily-white pages. There is a new path to follow. To move the story along. Their caws no longer scares me.
Winter seems to have been and gone. Flowers begin to emerge. It is like a flash of colour after months of monochromatic morning walks. Time seems to tumble forth
The world is there - it all belies our existence; we wait, and are still denied.
A lovely, thoughtful piece! I could see it being part of a larger story. And, of course, I love anything with crows. 🐦⬛💙
ReplyDeleteBravo, a gorgeous bit of prose
ReplyDeleteMuch love
Very nice use of the prompt.
ReplyDelete"The winter lull is like a pillow. I sink my head into it."
ReplyDeleteI love this line. Lisa @ https://tao-talk.com
Oh the starting is SO GOOD. I was hooked!
ReplyDeleteI agree with Merril, Jae; I am also a lover of corvids, and I keep a few treasures in my pockets! I love the image of crows resting ‘like ink-blots on a page’ and the ‘flash of colour after months of monochromatic morning walks’ – so familiar and so refreshing.
ReplyDeleteJust lovely, I am waiting for the winter lull and I am ready to sink in to it. :)
ReplyDeleteJust lovely, I am waiting for the winter lull and I am ready to sink in to it. :)
ReplyDeleteTime tumbling forth .. incredibly visual and quite lovely to contemplate, Jae.
ReplyDeleteBeautiful. I especially love the line Ms Lili quotes.
ReplyDeleteHow beautiful Jae. Thanks for this. 🤗 Selma
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