Time has flown from May to September
the Winter of my days heralded by Autumn
no Indian summer like some I remember
but odd flashes of heat returned
in the rollercoaster from May to September
floods, fires, heatwaves what a year it’s been
a metaphor for my own life’s glowing ember,
an ember stolen from the gods wrapped in a leaf
and whose life is not by fickle fate encumbered
he chained to a rock in punishment for gifting man
we tortured or triumphant from May to September.
Written in response to Melissa Lemay in Poetics over at dVerse Poets Pub.
© Andrew Wilson, 2023
Very nicely done, Andrew. This one was a challenge for you being down under with Spring on the rise.
Thank you Dwight – though I think the hint of Australian in my accent since visiting there in 1968 has mislead you – I live in west Yorkshire – England where we are currently being lashed by one of your dying hurricanes…
I will be over to yours but this is the middle of my 2.5 day working week so not much time!
Love this line
“a metaphor for my own life’s glowing ember”
So much wrapped up in that. Thank you for writing to the prompt.🧡
It was a pleasure Mellisa – I had been watching a drama that referenced Prometheus and he found his way into the poem…
“floods, fires, heatwaves what a year it’s been
a metaphor for my own life’s glowing ember”
Bravo!!! Nice one Andrew
Much🖤love
Thanks Gilllena and thank you for the form which I really enjoyed writing to!
Much love💜
Oh… and now we are just looking forward to the winter.
Not at all Björn – we are savouring every moment of Autumn whatever it throws at us…
I agree, Andrew, time has indeed flown from May to September. I like the allusion to Prometheus and the ‘ember stolen from the gods wrapped in a leaf’.
Thank you Kim, I enjoyed writing to the tight form…
You roller-coasted well! I didn’t know you were in West Yorkshire either. Whereabouts? I was brought up in Birstall.
We are in Silsden – just north of Bradford. Thanks for visiting Jane…
“the Winter of my days heralded by Autumn”–I feel this every September as well.
I am two years off three score years and ten and though I don’t feel nearly that age, various ailments accumulate and the approaching turn of another year cannot be denied…
Thanks for visiting 💜
Just excellent, Andrew! I greatly enjoyed this one 🙂
Much love,
David
Thanks David – A tight form indeed but I liked it.
from may to September indeed. really enjoyed this
Thanks Rog
Stunning work done, Andrew! ❤️❤️
“a metaphor for my own life’s glowing ember,
an ember stolen from the gods wrapped in a leaf” —
Just two of the all-together lovely rhymes and the mythic quality works so well! Beautiful.
I suppose we must thank Prometheus for giving us our fiery allusions and autumns’s glow.
Finely crafted, Andrew!
I especially how you personalized this fold poem … a lovely write.
Thanks Helen – I try to put my heart into my poems…
‘a metaphor for my own life’s glowing ember’
A beautiful image.
Thank you Sara…