Winter's (never-ending )Wrath.

a poem by Denis Barter, Canada - poetry writer, author, poet

Dare I compare thee to an Arctic day,
for though art an angry ill-natured cuss.
As you arrived, with cold blizzard’s fuss,
it was clear to me, you have come to stay!

Dare I hold thee to my warm bosom tight,
when frigidity is your ill intended scene?
Possessed of a presence, brutally mean,
you waste no time, exerting your right.

Dare I hope to change your wintry ways,
or put your fickle aspirations to the test
when such anger swells from your icy breast?
Mourn I the loss of the sun’s consoling rays!

Wonder I, how long this bitter cold will last?
My patience, threadbare thin, is departing fast!

Rhymer. March 6th, 2014

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