One of the things I love most about Winter are the dark, gray afternoons that tend to go on forever. I’ve been cherishing them this year especially. This poem, aptly titled, “Dark Endless Gray Winter Afternoons,” appeared in my poetry book for Jan-Mar 2022, ‘New Season.’ Snuggle up with your java & enjoy! -BB
“Dark Endless Gray Winter Afternoons” by Brian Bolding
Sitting at the summit of yet another year
The start of something new, the death of
What I once knew, seems bewildering to me
That we just let it all go completely
Sitting at the feet of giant puffy things
Dotted around the skyline like frozen
Buffalo with wings, making my day
Feel like something fresh and new
If they only knew
Dark endless gray winter afternoons
Slipping into my mind, those somber
Days full of inner happiness and a warm cup
Makes me feel all warm and fuzzy inside
Because on days like that I am reminded
That the old moody tumultuous me hasn’t died.
1.6.22 1125 pm thu bb.
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