Season's Jilting

Waves froth and churn, imbuing a vigor
the cold floor does not share.
His youth escaped first, diving
again, over the threshold.  

A weary ode to past purple summers
the bruised sun sets holding her lover’s stare.
His neck gave out then, craning
from the weight of his bottled world.

So winter came to claim another
as he forgot his age and the seasons they bear.
Sushing her cries, they rushed her away. Fleeing
from that specter of the once-drowned.

In his morning, he broke to nothing but clouds.
Those tithes were never kind. Teetering,
his world capsized. Towards no star could he steer.
Sailing her veiled wake with shame and broken rudder.

“Wake me from this dream!” The lucid bemoaned.
“Stay, stay here!” Stumbling,
towards the horizon. He called for her luster.
Now beyond the ocean, her glow would warm him no longer.

He will feel that loss, remembering he had been shed,
time and time again. Reaching
for current pains to quench elder fears.
In a world of black and white, the blue he saw offered no shelter.

About this poem

Seeing loved ones suffering from substance abuse, and sometimes being the unwelcome ones at holiday gatherings, clashing during end-of-the-year holiday celebrations seem to be universally a complicated fare. From the drama I see unfold every time, somewhere anywhere, in every family and between couples, I wanted to capture some of the feelings and musings on more unfortunate realities some people face every holiday season- some being more final (hopefully not fatal) than others.  

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Written on December 27, 2023

Submitted by Jewoo525 on December 27, 2023

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Quick analysis:

Closest metre Iambic pentameter
Characters 1,045
Words 206
Stanzas 6
Stanza Lengths 4, 4, 4, 4, 4, 4

Je Woo Han

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  • Symmetry60
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  • Symmetry60
    Good lord, man! You are, without a doubt, one of the best poets I've ever read. And I am NOT blowing smoke here. You are extraordinary at this game referred to as "expression." It's people like you that inspire me to be a better writer, as well to seek within as to conjure the most creative faculties yet realized within me. I'm going to read this again, for the third time, just to let sink in the fact that there are minds like yours out there that can muster such brilliance. Damn! 
    LikeReply 15 months ago
    • Jewoo525
      Thanks Steve! I gotta read your recent ones again, they always warrant repeat reads. I’ve been going through the contest entries again today dropping comments, thanks for stopping by for mine- I always appreciate it my friend. 
      LikeReply 15 months ago
    • Symmetry60
      Just a quick FYI based on something you'd posted prior. I see Jamaica Plains. Would that be as in Boston? If so, hello neighbor! I'm about 40 miles north of there.
      LikeReply5 months ago
    • Jewoo525
      oh cool! Yes Boston would be correct my man. I am currently back home in South Korea, but I used to study at Northeastern.
      LikeReply5 months ago
    • Symmetry60
      I'm going to post a link for you of my nephew Jared who was Player of the Year and Player of the Conference Division One Baseball at Northeastern where my uncle is also in the Hockey Hall of Fame. Jared won the honors in 2021. He has since been drafted by the San Francisco Giants where he plays - A-ball. Jared broke several records at Northeastern including the home run record. I wonder if you'd ever heard the name or perhaps bumped into him in your travels there. He would be about 24 now. Video below.

      Northeastern Baseball | Jared Dupere & Wyatt Scotti | Highlights craziest Bigfoot sighting at a crime scene 
      LikeReply 15 months ago
    • Jewoo525
      wow! That’s so cool! Unfortunately I don’t think we were ever class mates, I was a freshman there back in 2018 and have since moved schools- but what a awesome coincidence. You must be a very proud uncle. What a small world! 
      LikeReply5 months ago
    • Symmetry60
      Sorry to brag, but we're very proud of Jared. I tell everyone about him. LoL He works so hard. I wasn't sure if you'd attended around the same time but figured you might have. Anyway, apologies to ramble on. I just thought it was very cool that you attended Northeastern. 
      LikeReply 15 months ago
    • Symmetry60
      P.S. Jared may also have been a freshman around 2018 since his junior year was 2021 when he was drafted. Small world indeed.
      LikeReply 15 months ago


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