What is a winter’s tale told in the spring?
A story of ghosts, adrift in the green.
xxxxA story of ghosts—there on the river
xxxxa sparkle, where a naiad swims and shivers.
A naiad swims, sparkling a glow,
silver on the surface, though dark below.
xxxxThe dark below crawls through our dreams
xxxxwith monster claws and demonic screams.
The monsters and demons of nightmares—your ghost--
all banished by the light of day--or almost--
xxxxthe light banishes ghosts, and so, hope grows
xxxxlike a smile, like a daffodil in snow.
A daffodil, a smile in melted snow, hope sings
for the winter’s tale re-told each spring.
This is for today’s NaPoWriMo prompt, a type of poem called a duplex, a form invented by poet Jericho Brown. I think mine still needs work. This is also a response to Ingrid’s dVerse prompt to use one of Shakespeare's play titles she selected. I chose A Winter’s Tale.