This week’s prompt for Writers Island is change. We’ve had four really glorious days here in the New Forest- today there is sun and clear blue skies – which has made me reflect about how much my mood and general sense of well-being is affected by the winter months when its hardly got light before we have to draw the curtains and pull down the blinds. I don’t expect this unseasonal weather to last, as in 2007, we had summer in April and wind and rain in June, July and August. At least British weather has the virtue of being unpredictable.
(Seasonal Affective Disorder)
its heavy cloak
of nightly darkness hijacks day,
sends cowards to snuggle back under their duvets,
to wallow in apathy, lethargy, ennui, futility, despondency, misery, melancholy.
filled with birdsong,
banishes the murky mantle, extending
welcome to crocus, snowdrop, primrose, shoots and blossom,
letting in verve, vigour, purpose, optimism, love, hope, and joy.