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Sunday, December 21, 2008

Late. Not so Much.





winter, off kilter,
jumped
from the grateful day
of autumn, dropped
swirlwinds of flakes
a yardstick in depth

solstice, so timely,
arrived
on a flash of Sun
wings of New Moon
linked to Pluto and Mars
frosted flakes in layers of ice

R.S.V.P.'s intact
they partied as one
flung knapsacks of snow
into the eerie silence
and settled under cover
for a long-season slumber

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Thanks to Sunday Scribblings for the 'late' prompt! Stop on over there to see what others wrote. And to play along...

Happy Holidays to all!

26 comments:

Mary Timme said...

Ummmm, I like this tribute to the season and the elements of winter. Very nice.

Anonymous said...

Lovely!

Anonymous said...

Love it! :)

anthonynorth said...

There is a beautiful spiritual empathy with winter here.
Excellent.

Lilibeth said...

Sounds like it will be a long winter's nap. Very appealing.

Anonymous said...

What a lovely seasonal piece

Devil Mood said...

Yes, I imagine the Solstice was right on time and Winter itself, it seemed to me, was even early ;)

lilly said...

Lovely piece.

Lucy said...

so serene, yet 'frosted flakes' made me so hungry! :D
You are an amazing poet sue. xo
happy holidays to u too

Roan said...

Timely, well written poem. It's cold. Wish I could have a long winter's nap.

Susan Helene Gottfried said...

I had completely forgotten that it was late autumn and not winter... oops!

JulMarSol said...

Brrr...I can feel them connect. Beautiful poem. We don't get snow in Texas. Your visual brings it my way.


~Jules
http://casadejules.net/quepasa/?p=306

anno said...

Lovely poetic dance going on here; music, too -- I always appreciate the sound of your poems. Wonderful!

Anonymous said...

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Tammie Lee said...

Lovely, you describe this solstice so well!

Anonymous said...

I particularly like the way the first two stanzas roll off the tongue of my brain. And within those two stanzas I particularly like the swirlwinds of flakes a yardstick in depth :-)

Anonymous said...

Its a perfect piece around Christmas - Happy Holidays and seasons greetings to you. Thanks for dropping over to my blog. :)

Anonymous said...

Merry Christmas to you. Hope you enjoy another fine year of blogging. Cheers.

Rinkly Rimes said...

If the word 'swirlwinds' is yours I congratulate you on it!

Anonymous said...

terrific poem
absolutely love the beginning!

Dave King said...

swirlwinds is a great creation. I thought it ook off after that.

Marguerite said...

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Larraine said...

You have a wonderful way with language. thank you!

Quiet Paths said...

I really like this. That middle verse is so... connected. I love that quality here and it's so appropriate for us in the NW. You have SO much more snow than we. We have about half that. I suppose you folks are taking your shovels to bed with you these days; rather like the old west when we didn't sleep without our Colts... great post here.

storyteller said...

I enjoyed your poetic connections to winter and it sure looks COLD in that photograph!
Hugs and blessings,

Anonymous said...

you use your words too beautifully :)