Portraits Poetry Series #25: Waiting for Warmth

Portraits Series

In case you haven’t been here before, I love writing prompts – whether a list of words, one word, or even an image.  With these posts, I have written poems specifically about paintings and I hope, with my words, you see the scene just as visibly as if you had seen the image.
I am sitting by the doorstep
aching to leave winter’s lingering kiss
the cold is felt deep and I must sleep . . .
I must sleep . . .
till the rays of summer sun
beg to touch my skin
I so hate the cold
reminds me of colder hearts
I find no comfort in them
they are warped and worn
and nothing – no promises kept
just a cold and lingering ache
within the bones
No, I must sleep
I shall sit here in repose
don’t try to wake me
I shall wait, though eager
to wash myself in the glow
in the heat of summer sun
the warmth of sincerity
laid out across my landcsape
I’m ready to keep its promise
and cherish its silence
For now, I shall sit here
in the winter chill
wash away the cobwebs
of my mind
brush my hair
and perfect that smile
that so dearly wishes
to be present
yes, I shall sleep . . .
and linger in the muted whispers
of the winter’s wind.

© Sumyanna 2016


5 Comments Add yours

  1. beautiful poem Sum,resonates with me …love and hugs


    1. Sumyanna says:

      Thank you very much 🙂

      Liked by 1 person

  2. Beautifully written. 🙂

    Liked by 1 person

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