Tuesday, February 21, 2012

where do i go from here




and where do i go from here
winter has folded February well away
and where does faith stand with
spring not yet clear and not a single hand
to lead one that has so far now strayed

where is the thought that god
held an open door - and where the window
where the worthy line to welcome a new day
and where do i go from here with
winter folding its February now well away

March has a shadow that claims to be all its own
a display of sorrows that melt for the world to share
and where the faith that a childhood left at play
and where the god who moved this heart once with care
tell me where is it that i shall go from here
winter has folded itself so neatly and tucked itself - well away -


bkmackenzie
copyrighted 2012

posted for d'Verse open link night

12 comments:

  1. smiles...after the cold, that froze europe to the toes, i'm glad that winter starts to fold away..can't wait for spring's breath on my cheeks..your poem felt very much like a journey between two worlds..and not only between two seasons..

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  2. I've written a kind of answer to you question today, thanks to a challenge over at IGWRT

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  3. I've been feeling pretty much the same about February and March, even though the sun shines here.

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  4. The drear dark days of winter seem endless but spring will come again.

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  5. feel like it has been a while since i have seen you bk....tis that time of year...day 64 of winter...may spring come...

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  6. I'll be so glad to bid winter goodbye. Lovely poem...

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  7. This is a most wonderful piece of introspective writing.. the change of seasons often results in questions being asked of one's life.

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  8. so many deep questions today... we all should ask once-in-awhile

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  9. Lovely, though I feel as though I'm still waiting for winter...you ask the question we all need to ask...the in-between, of everything...

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  10. Gorgeous piece. Folding winter is such a strong picture in light of your processing faith and doubt and such. Excellent!

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