The Ugly Time


I used to consider

late autumn

with its leafless trees

and sullen skies

the ugly time

But then I grew up

and came to understand

its barren beauty

how it saw the loss and longing in me

and sent its moons

to make tunnels through the clouds

and its shivering breezes

to whisper, Yes, we know

but Christmas is coming


Read the companion piece: Ever Green

About mitchteemley

Writer, Filmmaker, Humorist, Thinker-about-stuffer
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9 Responses to The Ugly Time

  1. Perfectly expressed! I love the starkness of winter trees and a sleeping landscape. There’s beauty in the waiting and the resting and yes, Christmas is coming!

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  2. nancyehead says:

    Reblogged this on Nancy E. Head and commented:
    I’ve already heard people complain about the weather. Here’s a new way of looking at the barren winterland.

    Liked by 3 people

  3. Sandi Staton says:

    Beautiful message of hope!

    Liked by 5 people

  4. knabbler says:

    I adore this. Thank you, Mitch.

    Liked by 3 people

  5. novelistbaba says:

    Beautiful!!! there is beauty in everything, the only condition is that you really look and see! 🙂 🙂

    Liked by 3 people

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