Light days are coming and I should prepare;
now, in the cool, the grey, and the drear
schemes for the resolute
sneak softly near.
Long days approach and thus ready at need
are plot's dark, gem-solid seeds.
Cold ground at my wrist
holds them beneath.
Resolutions bore me.
Tis the season for schemes.
Schemes or ghost stories. Waiting out the rain. Counting down the last days of 2020. Also, I can't take the credit for the idea of Scheme Season--the phrasing was part of a Bernadette Banner IG post regarding planning for 2021. Who hasn't had a moment of thinking schemes would be more fun?
Also, wishing all of you who celebrate a very merry Christmas! And, of course, good food, warmth, and poetry for everyone. :) This isn't our yard, but it's a sentiment that I approve of: cocoa and dragons!
Sharing this week with The Sunday Muse and Poets and Storytellers United. Come read & share. Or just read. :) Happy Holidays!!
-- Chrissa
It is indeed scheme season my friend. Love the true direction you went with this. Lovely as always! Happy Holidays to you too Chrissa!
ReplyDeleteGah, don't remind me that soon the days will start inching longer and lighter in a long slow march to the hellish nightmare world of fireworks season. This is my favorite time of year--I love love love the short days and lonnngggg evenings, the quiet and the chill. It goes by far too fast to suit me. Anyway, I love the sly mischief in your closing line!
ReplyDeleteNew year resolutions where planned may not be 100% achievable. However to get a % of success is still acceptable. Happy holidays to you Chrissa!
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Well said, Chrissa. Stay safe and have a warm and cheerful, if homebound, Christmas.
ReplyDeleteA little scheming can take us a long way, and resolutions are something for committees, yes? Enjoyed this,the poem and the holiday feels--and enjoyable days in the winter maze to you as well.
ReplyDeleteScheme season! What an interesting thought. Seems there's plenty of solitary time for scheming! Thank heaven for technology. At least we can reach out and see someone!
ReplyDeleteResolutions some will be kept and some will dissolve. I am ready for 2020 to be over but, I have no resolutions for 2021, I am just living day to day.
ReplyDeleteMerry Christmas! Wishing you health, happiness and peace.
Cannot stop smiling over the last two lines of this wonderful poetry! Cheers and Happy Holidays to you and yours, including the fur babies.
ReplyDeleteScheming and Plotting with some Hoping thrown into the mix sound like just the thing for this season.
ReplyDeleteYup, last two lines. How much light shrinks, at least two sizes too small.
ReplyDelete"Resolutions bore me." I am exactly the same. Happy Holidays!
ReplyDeleteVery interesting 'Scheme Season'
ReplyDeleteMerry Christmas. Happy you dropped by my blog today
Much💜love
"Cold ground at my wrist" - very cool, suggestive. And love the ending!
ReplyDeleteWe all need to turn to scheming to propel ourselves through this weird time. I enjoyed your poem immensely. Blessings on you and yours this holiday season!
ReplyDeleteSchemes, cocoa and dragons – you bet! Beautifully worded as always.
ReplyDeleteLove it! Resolutions bore me too. I shall write schemes. :)
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ReplyDeleteWriting in the hot is not as pleasant as sitting by a fire to warm? More romantic for sure. I liked your use of the word 'drear'. It's the first time I've seen it although its meaning was elementary. My dictionary called it an adjective, a literary term for dreary.
ReplyDeleteOf course poets and use words anyway they want them, even make some up. :)
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Need all the schemes we can possibly hatch to ensure next year is better than this one! Totally agree!
ReplyDeleteI agree, it's the season for schemes. We deserve it.
ReplyDeleteStrong piece. Magical! Well written. I am listening to Laura’s album “Angel In The Dark” as I write this. Damn she was so good. Left us way too soon!
ReplyDeleteResolutions bore me too. Would much rather scheme!!
ReplyDeleteNicely done. Happy New Year!
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