Paper Lantern

Winter's Vengeance

BC ~ Imagination
“The color of springtime is in the flowers; the color of winter is in the imagination.”
Terri Guillemets
Which kinds of stories, poems, or writing can you imagine in relation to the color of winter? And what inspires you the most during the winter months?

As much of the land is devoid of life and color during the fiercest of the winter months (there may even be a momentary stretch where I live), imagination is the glue that holds anything that I may write together. Being one that thrives during the warm spring, and scorching summer months (where I reside), winter tends to be a harbinger for more melancholy writing, most likely born of the sadness that seeps into my soul with the lack of sunlight, warmth, and color; those necessities that would otherwise inspire my writing creativity.

Setting melancholy aside for a brief moment, I often find my writing in the frigid...below 60 degrees interminable stretches of physical suffering, to bring about a sence of anger, perhaps, as though I seek to punish winter for its path of destruction...death and decay. All of life fights, yet in the end yields to winter's vengeance.

Winter delves into the soul
Incasing it in ice
Thoughtless interloper
Crushing all
Vengeance seeks unto the death