asleep in your winter

settled with certainty
into fixed frosts
I and the leaves
have relaxed our claim
on light’s tenuousness
you wandered as do seasons
the periphery of me
occasional bursts of blooming
to thrust the heart of me
into your spring
I would wait
for the brush of you
and the unlikely quickening
of me into brilliance
without cure
this rift of you
divides the moments
while here I pine
asleep with the trees
in your winter

© Sarah Whiteley

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10 thoughts on “asleep in your winter

  1. This is creativity in its use of language:

    to thrust the heart of me
    into your spring
    I would wait

    This is poetry at its heart, where the wildness grows roots and blooms into a meadow of flowers.

    I have been reading your poems and enjoying them.

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