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Friday, February 12, 2010

February's Lost Moments








February’s Lost Moments
An Acrostic

by 
Larry
February 2010




How many houses have I inhabited
Over the frigid months of Februarys?
More than memory wants to recall,
Enough to sometimes miss a few.
Some I’ll leave where they were buried.

Of the scenes I see and seek are
Frosty Februarys lost in far-flung youth.

Fleece white fields and cold web forms
Etched upon windows by Jack Frost
Bring back the barren bleakness.
Ruin seemed the theme of those days
Under the relentless slate-gray skies.
All the cheer of the Christmas season
Removed and long put away.
Yet I sometimes miss its melancholy.


3 comments:

Lorrie said...

Wonderful words - I like them all but especially the last paragraph :-)

Erin said...

I love that this is an acrostic. And I love the alliteration throughout.

Laura said...

"Frosty Februarys lost in far-flung youth"

Wow, that has rhythm! A lovely poem that leaves the melancholy lingering. I feel this one.

It does make me homesick!

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