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Thursday, January 08, 2009

Winter Watch




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somewhere ahead of the wind
dry snow sweeps the prairie
horses, heads down, belly deep
and their butts to the blow
crunch and maul frozen hay
coats quiver, keep frostbite at bay,
lashes mascara'd with rime
like betty boop past her prime
dawn finds them standing
snow falling and wind blowing

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Totally Optional Prompts requests: Sestina/Quartina/Tritina.

I chose the Optional route for today. Fractal created in Fractal Explorer, edited in Irfanview.

Also listing this on Monday Poetry Train Revisited - Please play along with this one - it's a great ride...
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17 comments:

anthonynorth said...

Well, that had an effect. I'm shivering.
Excellent descriptive words.

Sweet Talking Guy.. said...

The way you portray this opens up a new world to me, thoughtfully done!

Richard said...

A nice piece that gives us the particulars of a e world. Thanks.

watermaid said...

This is the nearest I can get to experiencing the sort of cold you endure each winter. The 'lashes mascara'd with rime/betty boop past her prime' is an lovely image. I like the fractal too.

Julia Smith said...

I'm with Watermaid - she quoted my favorite lines. Very 'brr'-inducing.

Giggles said...

Such an amazing visual in your words. Sad yet profound! I always use horses as metaphors for resilience and strength. Very well done!

Hugs Giggles

totomai said...

you made me long for winter even i dont really like that season, lol

angel said...

Really liked that one.

Jo said...

This is gorgeous, Sue.

Leon Basin said...

I love this blog! Lovely just lovely.

Dave King said...

I liked this very much. The lines were crisp and there was just enough ambiguity to make the imagination do a bit.

Jeeves said...

Cold...Freezing

gautami tripathy said...

I feel the cold! Chilled!

Welcome to poetry train!


frenzied entropies

Gordon Mason said...

Excellent. I particularly liked the white mascara effect of rime.

Linda Jacobs said...

This is one of the crispest images you've created with words! Each line is like the click of a camera. The mascara? Brilliant!

myrtle beached whale said...

I think Betty Boop was always past her prime. Good post.

Pam said...

I could see the ponies in the field covered in frost while reading this poem. I like the way the poem uses strong rhyming in the center.