I miss the heavens
of a boldly shaded sky
I miss the glow of sunsets
with hues of rose and tangerine
instead, I idle
smothered underneath
this rotting gloom
of thawing dusk.
I miss the glassy sheen
of snow in March
beyond the equinox.
Pieter Bruegel the Elder
Today De hosts the Quadrille at dVerse, the word is bold and all we need to do is to add another 43 words.
January 9, 2022
Björn Rudbergs writings 
I get this feeling in the dullest, dreariest part of winter
Yes… it will take until the end of January until it gets better.
I love the choice of image, Björn, which illustrates your ‘rotting gloom of thawing dusk’ and the feeling of being smothered so well. I’ve crossed my fingers that there will be no ‘glassy sheen of snow in March’ – or indeed before.
We do not really get any spring until beginning of April anyway…
Oof. This is such a heavy poem. I feel the weight of that sky. Snow makes such a difference to light levels at this time of year.
We had a wonderful cover of snow until it all thawed away.
Love love LOVE that “boldly shaded sky.”
Today it went from black to dark pewter when the sun rose.
You also had red and orange in your poem. I also look forward to post-equinox March and its glassy sheen. Good image to go with your poem. He does gloomy very well.
I thought it was a perfect fit when I found it after having written the poem
I feel the weight of this gloom. Though we have sunshine today.
“boldly shaded sky” describes the feelings hanging around this winter.
Such a melancholy feel to this
Your well writ poem is nicely teamed up with that piece of art.
Much❤love
I like the idea of thawing dusk. Turning to slush, I imagine.
We’ve recently become (almost completely) snowless here, too; though today was more than merely sunless. It was friggin D.A.R.K.
Fine work Bjorn. Thanks.
…missing the sun in Sweden’s dark and cold winters….hard to believe because when we were there it was so gorgeous! A land of opposites.
I like how you create the setting through describing what is not there.
Well done! All will come around in due time!
Well done poem Bjorn
I feel the weight of the season too. You captured it.
rotting gloom
of thawing dusk… what an image this paints!!!
Your quadrille has an ode-like quality. The lack of boldness elevated.
Ah, the dreary days of winter once the lights of the holidays are turned off. You’ve captured it well.
Ah! The longing is well described. 🙂
especially like the sentiments and applying the prompt to the sky – a perfect fit
Michigan too, is the dark days of gray skies. Yesterday, we had sunshine. No snow. I can’t remember the last time it was sunny. This was such a good capture of the season and the mood.
Conveys a sense of longing for the beauty of the natural world and a sense of being trapped or confined by the present reality.
Your writer probably wouldn’t like the Houston, Texas area. We seldom have snow, once in every 10 years I was told. I’ve lived here for 60 years and we have had three that I remember, could be four.
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