winter

Winter . . .

           I can see it turning around in the light

folding the brittleness of summer into

the monotony of sharp sticks

 

It is still . . .

the music of days

the angle of shadows

bumping into deeper blues

wintry intentions

 

Measures.

 

For you see . . . minutes are taken in lots

of usability, worthiness

like hours and days dressed in

my incidental skin

      tying tighter knots

      trying to paint the sky to match

 

Those pounding background keys

           piano notes of second nature;

shaded compliments trading air and bottled

for safekeeping

 

consequences of falling stars

Reviews

[Ed Hart]

ah, you knew i could read this, and that your words would touch my also oldening heart...sometimes sadness can be so sweet (when it comes dressed in mutuality)...ah, the muse will even use the black keys to make a little music...fortunately the stars have lots of room to fall, and time to measure the meaning of time...these end times can be the fullest of all because all those things that mattered so much pale in the light of this new sunrise...so much love, ed

[J]

i knew you would come, aye. and see deeply those sharps and flats that make the music of our days. i find it much quieter on this side and the trees outside my window tell me stories. winter feels melancholy this year ... and new pix are being edited! tho you may find them a bit weird. :) buckets o' love dear ed.

[Patricia Wedel]

dear j ... Pounding background keys...
the Autumn leaves are twirling before
snowflakes ascend. Lovely poetry.
truly... Pat

[J]

thank you for your delightful review, pat. muchly appreciated :)

[icelandicblue]

You brush the blues of a winter scape and make them sing. Angels and shadows dance among your words. You use language in the most unique couplings and it is wondrous.

[J]

ohmygoodness you look completely radiant, blue! :) who's that handsome lad next to you?!
read moreohmygoodness you look completely radiant, blue! :) who's that handsome lad next to you?!

your comments are ever and ever kind and inspiring, my friend. when my muse does nothing but poop on my shoulder, you chase all that away with your wonderful sentiments. thank you for your abiding regards, muchly muchly. :)

[icelandicblue]

Why thank you...that would be my son. ; )

[icelandicblue]

It's good to see you here. I have missed your work.

[WhiteWillow]

This is why I came back! Hello j...its been a while.

I soooo look forward to reading your work again. Hope all is well.

Oh, and this poem is perfection, in every way!

[J]

oh you missing person you! to say i was delighted to see you again would be the grossest of understatements! thank you for stopping by, gf! talk soon -- coming to visit i yem :) xx

[WhiteWillow]

I'm smiling!!! xo

[J]

giggles. then my work is done -- haha! goofball :)

[SkinlessFrank]

This is profoundly sad. It makes me want to cry--cry for you, and cry out against the dying of the light. But March isn't that far off....if we can only get there.

[Coyote Poetry]

I like how you use the language.
"For you see . . . minutes are taken in lots
of usability, worthiness
like hours and days dressed in
my incidental skin
tying tighter knots"
The above lines were amazing. Create vision and thought with the good description. Thank you for sharing the excellent poetry.
Coyote

trying to paint the sky to match

[J]

thank you kindly for stopping by and leaving such a thoughtful review, coyote. it's an honor to have your most positive opinion. thank you :)

[Coyote Poetry]

You are welcome. I love your style of writing. Honest and direct thoughts leading the reader to things to ponder.

[J]

awww thank you kind sir :)

[PloughBoy]

Such a serenity flows from your eloquent, carefully chosen words in this wonderfully written free verse, j. It's almost as if you were comparing winter to the twilight years of one's life. Whatever the intent, it was beautifully executed, and the vivid, visual imagery you create using only the palette of the written word is stunning.

Wonderfully rendered, beautifully composed.

~PloughBoy

[J]

thank you so much for your quite perceptive and gracious comments, ploughboy. it's lovely of you to stop by and take the time to read me and leave such complimentary words. muchly appreciated. :)

[PloughBoy]

It was entirely my pleasure. :)

[emmajoy]

' .. dressed in .. my incidental skin .. tying tighter knots .. trying to paint the sky to match .. '

You've always captured hearts and minds with your words. Always.. and always will. You can create a masterpiece with mere letters.. and this poem is no exception.

That last stanza is truly magnificent..

[J]

oh dear friend, you touch me by just your abiding faithfulness. but your kindest approval is beyond beyond. in your debt, em. xxx

[emmajoy]

It's my pleasure, j - always has been and always will. Every word meant.

[emmajoy]

Looking in, because i always hope to see more of your beautiful skills. Sending smiles and shared memories galore!

[emmajoy]

Why not stay this time..