Small flakes,
falling thickly,
a winter white soup
best served
cold, wet.
Metallic clang
of the plow finding
iced, ribboned concrete,
jarring recital
oddly comforting.
Cocooned
within warmth, dry,
watching a gray world turn
into a brilliant,
silent symphony.
This poem is submitted for One Shot Wednesday, hosted by One Stop Poetry. To see other poems, please visit One Stop Poetry. The links will be live at 4 p.m. central time today.
Photograph: Scene from our back door, Jan. 11, 2011.
18 comments:
I love the music you have created with your words today Glynn...I too posted a poem inspired by sound.
Smooth poetic lines that capture the essence of a picturesque snowfall very well. Nice pic too——excellent use of Rule of 3rds to frame the shot!
We're supposed to get snow tonight. I hope it passes on by. My guess is it will be more icy than snowy.
Your poem begins in sotto voce, swells to a crescendo of clatter, then gradually falls to pianissimo before trailing off completely.
love the use of sound...we are getting ice right now so the plinking on the window is readily aparent and made your words all the more...nice one shot...
"a brilliant silent symphony" I think that describes it perfectly Glynn.
The title is great Glynn and a white symphony, yes that is a new snow - stunningly beautiful sight... did not realize I was not following you....am now....blessings...bkm
The essence of a winter day, the cold beauty outside, the warmth within. It's as cold as it ever gets here right now, but no mercy of snow to cover the dormant grass and bare trees--but the fire in the fireplace works wonders. Nice one shot Glynn.
winter opus #37. Nice warm brothy piece.
oh - i liked the winter-white soup you served today glynn..
you could have cheated and let the image tell the tale...but you didnt..you chose to use some wonderful words to create even greater visuals, the winter white soup was a great line..cheers pete
This is such a cool post (no pun intended). You are a gifted communicator.
This is true food for the soul Glynn! :-)
i like the poofy white icing on top of the table.
I'm ready for an intermission ...
Its beautiful.. I am glad that I came here today.. thanks Glynn
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This is lovely, Glynn.
A beautiful description of a cold winters day. Most of us can relate to hearing the scrape of the plow and being captured by the falling snow. Thank you for sharing.
Serene, excellent.
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