A death in plenitude and joy
a trip through colors into grey
you go from bashful, turning coy
as night take over from the day
A silence under shining stars
a wait in front of fireplace
in prison of translucent bars
the sun is absent from our space
A waking up from sleep like death
returning wanderers from south
and all around in verdant breath
a taste of nectar from your mouth
An endless song in laziness
and dancing days with feet that’s bare
with love we walk in happiness
a smell of roses in your hair
And once again we have returned
it is the same but still it’s not
you take us forward as we turn
with every twist you wisdom brought
Spirals by M.C. Esher
Today at dVerse Form for All Samuel Peralta have us do riddles in poetry. Short verses giving a little riddle, a little bit like Bilbo and Gollum maybe. Mine are probably very easy to guess 🙂
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September 5, 2013
Björn Rudbergs writings 
ha i love the endless song in laziness stanza bjorn…the bare feet, dancing, the pull back in th end to the smell of her hair…def my fav…lovely, man…
Thank you … yes summer is great.
i like the thinking of the seasons as a spiral…it’s a round and round but we also move on with each new year….cool images…
Thank you… yes it was an idea that struck me when I wrote the 4 seasons…
This is VERY clever, Bjorn. All the better with your explanation, as I did not find them easy to guess, I confess, but once I knew it all made sense.
Thank you.. yeah… I got the idea this morning… and then I just started to write.
Love your rhymes and rhythm! Flowed brilliantly for me. 🙂
Thank you 🙂
Love the poetics, but like Mary, I found them difficult to guess; riddling is not my forte, it seems; but it is the word journey that I savor; thanks.
Ha.. yes.. but once you get one of the stanzas you get them all.. 🙂
Escher and a great riddle poem! Sweet! 🙂 I love how it spirals and unlocks on itself.
Thank you.. yes if you have the key all are unlocked.. 🙂 just like a spiral
Clever and excellent writing. What a fun read! 🙂
Thank you 🙂
Excellent Björn.
One of my ongoing projects is writing of autumn – never could I do it so in so few words that say so much.
Bravo.
Anna :o]
Ah.. Thank you.. I can understand .. but keeping it a riddle helps.
I see the recurrence of the seasons of the the year and our own life cycle. This is beautiful. Now I want to see what others thought.
Excellent 🙂
A bit like a modern rosary, with incremental beads.
A.. you might be right.. yes a little bit.
Is it Time. Wonderfully penned. I am useless where riddles are concerned.>KB
Viktoria got it perfect… the seasons – a year and then aging.
Well I was close in either a diminutive or expansive way. Thanks.
exactly 🙂
Smiles.>KB
Brilliant, Björn – wonderfully sphinx-like riddles in enviably good poetic form. The progression through seasons reminded me of a film I saw a few days ago titled “Spring, Summer, Fall, Winter… and Spring” – and yes, the sameness coupled with the not-sameness in the next go-round, Escher’s spirals the perfect illustration to accompany your poem.
Brilliantly lovely.
Beautiful poetry, and I would never have guessed but as I reread them I can see the seasons…Lovely!
Lovely hymn to the seasons, Bjorn–
Round and round we go, here’s to another season, here’s to another waiting for that cycle ~ Good one Bjorn ~
Seasons create romances in nature’s beauty. A beautiful rendition Bjorn!
Hank
I love how you tweisted and turned your thoughts here to spiral us through seasons and cycles. Very nice. I really liked this.
Spiraled like a croissant, a great unraveling.
This was really nice and the fourth stanza is beautiful. At first I thought it was time then realized you were writing about the seasons.
I’ll use that word ‘lovely’ again….the seasons are so alluring to write about and I had to read a bit before I “got it”….good job Bjorn!
what a journey through the year
all the splendour shining
rhythmic as the turn of pages, Bjorn
A beautiful write,, I especially love how the last stanza wraps up the twists and turns…many good lines in this, nice “turns” of phrase so to say. An enjoyable read for sure ~peace, Jason
Thought of somethign going in circles but not a spiral. Mine was a heart, by the way – encoded in the last line! 🙂 Your rhyming scheme amaze me. As if they just fell in piece which is, I feel, a challenge!!
Bjorn, this is breathtaking, so lyrical. My favorite:
“A waking up from sleep like death
returning wanderers from south
and all around in verdant breath
a taste of nectar from your mouth”
Love the flow of your poem..nicely done
“you go from bashful, turning coy
as night take over from the day”
Fantastic line! The cyclical seasons, but cleverly disguised – not so easy, really. Well done, really enjoyed
A beautiful cycle of the seasons, so well-suited to crafting as a round of riddles – and yes! you even had them rhyme, just to throw one more structural challenge into the mix. This put a smile on my face!
This seems especially like Swedish seasons! The dark and light especially prominent, a lovely lyricism. k.