Wednesday, December 1, 2010

My plea




During winter time
I long for what is not
Howling to the moon
For I was left alone

I plea to the cold wind
To freeze my heart
Until the next spring
To be awakened by the dandelions
And then fly away…



© Gabriela Abalo


Written for Magpie Tales – #43 - click the link to enjoy more wonderful contributions :)

23 comments:

Tess Kincaid said...

My heart is happiest frozen.

Paul C said...

You capture rejection and callousness well.

signed...bkm said...

lovely, to go into hibernation and wake in the spring...what a lovely dream....bkm

Doctor FTSE said...

Well expressed! The weather here in UK makes one long to hibernate!

Trulyfool said...

Gabriela,

I like these images a lot.

An unfrozen heart feels, and it pumps life.

A frozen one keeps until a thaw.


Trulyfool

Sue J said...

I love the 'to be awakened by dandelions and then fly away'. Lovely winter poem.

Wine and Words said...

Can this be done? Freeze til Spring? If it could, and I was sure Spring would be better than now, I'd be dousing myself with water in subzero temps.

Once Known as The Badger said...

the two lines, "I long for what is not howling to the moon"... if they're read as a single statement, there is one meaning, or if "Howling to the moon for I was left alone" has another meaning entirely. I like both, but for different reasons. Yes, freeze my heart in the winter and become the winter completely, until it's not, and it's spring...

Kirk Jusko said...

"I long for what is not"

Is there any other kind of longing?

Do I really long more in the winter than in the summer?

I guess so. Maybe I long in the winter for what didn't quite come to pass in the summer.

Nice little poem.

Helen said...

I am embracing winter this year ... your Magpie makes me wonder why. Nicely written.

Tumblewords: said...

A beautiful image - to bypass the winter in order to fly with dandelions. Yes!

Angie Muresan said...

As soon as the Holiday season is over I crave spring. That's when I'm ready to bypass the cold and the grey skies for warmth and sunny ones.

kathew said...

To be awakened by the dandelions...what a beautiful image

Daigu said...

Gabriela,
thanks for stopping by at my place, and thanks for the comment.

As for your beautiful poem, I concur with what "Once known as a badger" said, the ambiguity of the lines: "I long for what is not /
Howling to the moon" makes for an interesting read. Also, the whole second stanza reminds me of Emily Dickinson, which is very cool.

kavisionz said...

Aaahh.. melancholia and loneliness are very well captured in this one!
Me lovies winters though! :) Thoughts of hot cocoa, sweet aromas filling the air... mmm... (hooooowwwwlllllll) :)

Lyn said...

I'm sure it will happen just that way..ah Spring!!

Kristen Haskell said...

Gabriela,
I am with you. I am trying to learn to love the winter but need warmth to even think.

Suz said...

a pleasure to read
and ponder
I love howling at the moon

chiccoreal said...

Dear Gabriela: I, too, long for "what is not", mostly the warmth of summer! Being that I'm a summer person stuck in a intemperate zone need to feel the warmth of warm people!

JeffScape said...

Move to the North. We'll keep that cold at bay. ;)

Lydia said...

"To be awakened by the dandelions" - yes, I will keep them in dreams through the long winter.

Carrie Burtt said...

Another powerful piece Gabriela!....Spring will be here soon enough. Hope winter treats you well this year...:-)

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