Ode to Winter

Ode to Winter

 

 

winter calls

pillaging the ground

of fertile soil,

casting my breath

into thin air.

Reviews

[Fabian G. Franklin]

The poem is great but I've had enough winter. Give me sun and sand and a drink in my hand and some steak and shrimp and scallops off the grill. I've got a license to chill. :)

[Kelly Scheppers]

...steak and shrimp off the grill! Now you're talking! It was 73 here in San Diego today, and next week promises to be a little warmer. This poem was written in January, so I doubt if you were grilling back then...maybe chillin', though! Thank you, Fabian!

[Fabian G. Franklin]

I really like you! I think we'd be great friends in person. And I admire the hell out of your writing. You're just loaded with talent! Best wishes, my friend.

[Kelly Scheppers]

I have no doubt we'd be good friends in person, but geographically speaking, it's impossible. But hey, I think we're doing pretty good right here! Is my steak done yet? ; )

[Alfred Kukitz]

Spring has fallen from eyes. I bid your Ode ado!

Love,
Al

[Robert Trakofler]

yes to the thin air that resonates your breaths voice :) what a lovely picture you just painted in 4 lines and the thaw is coming.... dear one! pretty pretty pretty

[Kelly Scheppers]

...thank you, darlin!

[Annette Pisano-Higley]

“Casting my breath..into thin air”- pristine words and image. Your poem is as fine as ice crystals falling softly, slowly, dear Kelly. Your image of a solitary bare tree perfectly illustrates your thoughts. Love the personification of winter pillaging, marauding. I raise a warm and cozy glass to you my friend!

[Kelly Scheppers]

What would winter be without the warmth of a friend? Your aura always shines through, Annette. Thank you!

[Annette Pisano-Higley]

Xoxo.....🙏❤️

[Cherrie Palmer]

Escaping heat and sight of breath. Such a peaceful image that quietly captured in silence. Letting all hear Winters call.

[Kelly Scheppers]

There's a silence to winter that is most beautiful when the snow falls. It's hard to capture in words. Thank you, Cherrie!

[Cherrie Palmer]

Your lovely images captured that vert thing.

[C. M. Miller]

Thin air. One gets dizzy. Kinda sorta how I feel when I read your poems. Another brief peek into your talents.

[Kelly Scheppers]

It's a good dizziness though, right? With a lightheaded kind of a Chardonnay rush to it? Thank you, my dear!

[C. M. Miller]

A rich, full bodied Merlot would love to meet your Chardonnay. Cheers!

[Dave]

I'm so taken by the imagery you portray both in your words and
the pictures you use.

Please tell me, where do you get your pictures?

Take care - Dave

[Kelly Scheppers]

I simply google what I'm looking for. You'd be surprised at the images you find. Thank you, Dave!

[Dave]

Thank you for the info.

Dave

[kentuck14]

Yeah, makes me glad I've moved out of the snow belt!
T.

[Kelly Scheppers]

I moved out of it, too...but our mountains here in California get snow, so I can have the best of both worlds. Thank you!

[Dara]

Winter has a way of doing just that, especially when the temperature falls double digits below zero! You pack so much imagery in just a few lines. A perfect description of winter and beautiful choice of words, Kelly.

[Kelly Scheppers]

I was excited to get this image matted and framed with the poem as it is presented here. It adorns my bedroom wall quite beautifully. Thank you, Dara!

[Dara]

What a wonderful idea. I can just imagine how it looks :-)

[Tony]

With no "fertile soil" all our lives seem to vanish "into thin air." I use the word "lives" because in the poem you use the word "breath" and breath is life.
This winter poem could very well happen in summer, if you've really been run down.

[Kelly Scheppers]

...many thanks, Tony!