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Torpid

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The rain has come,
It's cold drops falling like tears.
Phoenix flying caught unawares
entranced with the fiery colors of autumn.
Is battered by the freezing realization,
that the time has come,
for darkness.

The fire has gone,
snuffed out by the hovering storm.
Phoenix mourning lies weeping.
A bedraggled thing huddled small for comfort,
made bony and frail by the wet.
stripped of beauty
and hope

The snow falls deep.
a soft numb blanket to dull the pain.
Phoenix sleeping seems dead.
Eyes staring and mouth agape with silent screams,
Aching and yearning for the sun,
and the quickening of spring
to awake again.
I have Seasonal Affective Disorder. Isn't it ironic they call it SAD. I have started my winter downturn, things are falling apart again in my world and nothing seems right.

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moonbeebz's avatar
I know...Where did all the flowers go? Phoenix can sleep in my greenhouse if he wants...?
I echo you're SAD. I think you've inspired me to clear off the mantle and light candles for summer's passing. I wish I had taken photos of my flowers...
love,
'beebz