Friday, 6 January 2017

wind at my back


the weather
was a beast, again today

icy winds sliced like scythes
between bouts of cold billows,
that rattled through
the glowering gloom and glum
of the darkened city canyons

there was precious little snow
to soften hard edges,
and whiten dirty roads,
and almost no site of intrigue
or beauty – to spark imaginations
or enthrall uneasy spirits

trees and people shivered in the bleak

and yet, for all that I know –
instinctively, I know,

that this day was as bad
as it's going to get …
before it begins to get better

that alone:  kindles my hope
and pushes me on

photo:  Georgia Street, Vancouver – M.S. Bourke

© 2017 Wendy Bourke 

19 comments:

  1. I like how you go from the weather being a beast to the positivity in the last part. A few favorite lines:

    there was precious little snow
    to soften hard edges,
    and whiten dirty roads,

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  2. Brrr. It is soo cold here, too. Never thought I'd wish for rain to warm things up, ha. I like that beautiful hope in the end!

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  3. We were blessed with snow... and once I've cleaned it I feel that we have passed the worst too... Actually looking out it's just beautiful

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  4. Isn't that nice..to be hopeful and expect better days, sunshine... sigh!

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  5. Beautiful spark of optimism at the end. May our days never go bleak ❤️

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  6. I loved this, the words of experience knowing what can be borne until better times come.

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  7. Beautifully composed - in all senses.. sometimes knowing things can't get any worse is the wind we need on our backs to keep walking..

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  8. i echo Jae Rose, ...we need the wind at our backs, now days, to keep going. nice positivism at the end

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  9. "and almost no site of intrigue
    or beauty – to spark imaginations
    or enthrall uneasy spirits"

    luv that pertinent "almost" in the midst of the dilema of the storm

    May the weather be kind again soon; warm wishes

    much love...

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    1. There is comfort in knowing it is as bad as it is going to get before it begins to get better. Very hopeful. Your chat posts tomorrow at noon, kiddo....also very hopeful. Looking forward to it.

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  10. Love the contrast you've created between the opening stanza having coldness and the closing line being filled with hope.

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  11. City canyons can be bleak--love how this turns into a feeling of hope

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  12. May the weather be kind to you!

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  13. Haha Yup!Happy New Year... Happy tomorrow found today :)
    This piece was as clear as a bell for me.
    ZQ

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  14. that alone: kindles my hope
    and pushes me on

    The slight tinge of hope however small will offer lots of comfort ultimately!

    Hank

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  15. Great positive finale! May it be so.

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  16. Yes the weather is bad all over the west coast. We a drenched in rain. Waiting in spring now...bkm

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  17. that's the city, isn't it? a hate-and-love affair. :)
    loved the photo too. that sky alone lifts the bleakness off the streets.

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  18. We learn to bear it and hope for the best ~ We are made of sturdy stuff for sure ~ Take care Wendy ~

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