Nordic acceptance is long winter
All things living flee in old November
No claim to Autumn’s throne of loneliness
Whispers amongst the trees chill
Barren realm stands proud clothed in holiness
Unpaid dues peering remain still
A penultimate chapter for the dead to dance
© 2019 Khaya Ronkainen
PS. It’s Father’s Day in Finland, today. It’s also a poignant reminder (for my family) of our last Father’s Day celebration with my father-in-law, two years ago. Though we still remember him with great sadness, we’re immensely grateful for the memories we created together. So, today whether you celebrate Father’s Day or not, I urge you to let people you love know that you do! You’ll be glad you did. ♥
In any case, the poem above though relevant was written under different circumstances. And it’s part of the collection, From the Depths of Darkness, if dark poetry is your thing.
PPS. The feature image, Sculpture Oak Soldiers, was taken from Katariina Seaside Park, Kotka.