Snowbound Morning

Dedicated to possibly the most unique person I know, but have never met!

Stretching my elbows alongside my head,

Fighting the need to rise from my bed

I spy, in the large picture window ahead

The sight I have dreaded, and dreamed...

 

I hastily wriggle my flannel gown down,

Notice one sock has slipped to the ground

But pad to the window, with barely a sound

And stand enrapt, at that sere scene!

 

The world, like the screen on a Fifties Philco

Has gone white and black, naught but shadows and snow!

My red, gold and ochre, tell me, Where did they go?

As my coffee I sip, newly-made...

 

Treebeard whispers to me, a vixen slinks by

A haunted expression alive in her eye

My heart reaches out to her, and my mind's eye

Wonders, how far from your den have you strayed?

 

Do your kits cry alone? Has your mate taken leave?

For your sad situation, I can't help but grieve,

And ask, How could I ALL of your hungers relieve?...

As I watch you pounce down through the snow.

 

I love all you creatures, four-footed and two,

The fisher, the ferret, the marten, the gnu

Contemplating your lives, as I'm so wont to do

As I back to my blue blanket go!

 

So the scene that I dreamed

When mind strayed, has new-made

my heart go to the snow--

Nemantic's blue blanket!

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

Reviews

[emmajoy]

Laughing, smiling, wondering how you came to write this!

There's a ring of sounds in this, repetitive and lively, plus some grand lines: 'Treebeard whispers to me, a vixen slinks by A haunted expression alive in her eye' - and - ' I love all you creatures, four-footed and two, The fisher, the ferret, the marten, the gnu '

Seems there's a play on certain words here .. have to keep wondering though. In the meantime, thank you for sharing.

[LJW]

I'm wondering about the whole flannel gown thing. :-)

[KAREN]

This was a enjoyable read! Love the flow and imagery! I love snow myself, but don't get it here that much!

[Samuel Dickens]

A playful, very entertaining write, Mark. You haven't forgotten that child's wide-eyed thrill of waking up to snow.

[deeps]

This is such a wonderful well written write here.
I like this and feel the thoughts behind it.
Your rrhythm is just amazing as well. Perfect write.

[Manyfacets]

This is a wonderful timeless piece of work Mark. The flow and rhyme are flawless. It reminds me of some older classic poems from the Masters. Thanks for sharing. Smiles to you. M.

[Rick Puetter]

Dear Mark,

Another nice one. A mystical picture of new fallen snow seen from warm and cozy bed. And then before you, another miracle of nature plays out on the fresh snow. Marvelous. I wish I could have seen her for myself. It must have been wonderful.

Nicely captured. Well written. A great pleasure to read.

Best regards,

Rick

[Ellen Hammond]

This has a wonderful rhythm and rhyme! Interesting too! Hope that vixen that caught your eye was a fox and not a shrew. LOL

[An owl on the moon]

The rhythm and rhyme here is sublime! What an interesting, colorful, vividly expressed write, that was such a joy to read!

[Through the Gateway]

A wonderful write, Mark. The style was inspired. Very heartfelt and profound.