The smoky grey sky remained
long after the storm blew away
remnants of an Indian Summer
Clouds hung heavy and oppressive
in the late afternoon
Lingering joy of sunshine and warmth
already faded into memories 
A page turns and a new chapter begins
I am not ready, I am never ready
to let go of my season of birth
It invigorates me, it feeds me
I draw strength from its strength
I grow and thrive like grapes on the vine
and wheat in the fields
Now it’s time to be plucked and harvested
My season is celebrated for its bounty
With thanks duly given
but then my world becomes dormant
leaving me to cover my head and hibernate

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  19 comments for “Hibernation

  1. October 21, 2022 at 11:34 am

    🍁🌖😍OMG love it

    • Christine Bolton
      October 22, 2022 at 3:51 pm

      Thank you! ☺️

  2. October 16, 2022 at 11:48 am

    Indeed the darkness of fall is upon us

  3. sanaarizvi
    October 15, 2022 at 3:02 pm

    This is absolutely exquisite! Especially love; “It invigorates me, it feeds me/I draw strength from its strength/I grow and thrive like grapes on the vine and wheat in the fields.” 💘💘

    • Christine Bolton
      October 15, 2022 at 11:06 pm

      You are so kind Sanaa. Thank you! I really appreciate it ☺️❤️

  4. October 14, 2022 at 5:38 pm

    Wonderful poem! Precisely because I’ve never thought about someone else’s birth season! Lovely write! Are we ever ready for change?

    • Christine Bolton
      October 15, 2022 at 10:00 am

      Thank you! No I don’t think so. Change is the only thing that is inevitable but we are not always ready. Thanks for stopping by ☺️💕

  5. October 14, 2022 at 9:35 am

    Beautifully penned

    • Christine Bolton
      October 14, 2022 at 5:29 pm

      Thank you d.a. You’re so sweet ☺️💕

  6. October 14, 2022 at 9:00 am

    Love your words here and love the one leaf image you’ve illustrated it with. I always think of nature’s cacophony of colors in the fall! I LOVE the trees decked out in their colors….but then so sad when they become skeletal. I think we all have hibernation periods….sometimes brought on by a season, weather, an event. Thanks for posting to dVerse!

    • Christine Bolton
      October 14, 2022 at 5:28 pm

      Thank you Lillian. Yes, depending where you live the colors can be extraordinary ☺️ 🍂💕

  7. October 14, 2022 at 12:20 am

    Cycle of life! Beautiful writing, Christine, with lingering sadness. ❤️

    • Christine Bolton
      October 14, 2022 at 7:56 am

      Thank you dear Punam. Yes, these changes always leave me sad. 😢💕

      • October 15, 2022 at 4:08 pm

        I understand that. 😔
        You are welcome. ❤️

  8. October 13, 2022 at 11:07 pm

    Autumn is a time of harvesting to prepare for winter hibernation. Wonderful written. I tend to hibernate in the winter.

    • Christine Bolton
      October 14, 2022 at 7:55 am

      Thank you Trudessa. I don’t even live in a cold climate but to me the changes seem to affect me. 🙃🌞

  9. October 13, 2022 at 9:07 pm

    What a beautiful poem Christine

    • Christine Bolton
      October 14, 2022 at 7:52 am

      Thank you so much Sadje ☺️💕

      • October 14, 2022 at 10:44 am

        You’re most welcome

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