Monday, November 21, 2016

winter's first exhale


Grace@Everyday Amazing


flurries 
light as feathers
falling in November's whiplash wind 

howling sky is pewter
as leaves dance in tattered
remains of empty garden

in the tumult of winter's arrival
breathe the calm 
you must keep steady

blue fire 
blazing for all
that's good in us




Posted for D'verse Poets Pub - Quadrille - 44 Word Post, with the word breath/e.   Hosted by Mish ~ We had snow flurries yesterday.   Thanks for the visit ~

37 comments:

  1. breathe the calm, lovely poem, Grace :)

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  2. This is so focused, as if you have to keep calm in the howl of things to come.

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  3. Grace, I love the way the poem starts gently with 'flurries / light as feathers' and then moves into 'whiplash wind' and a pewter'howling sky', conveying how quickly weather and life can change. It can be hard to keep calm when everything around you is stormy - reading and writing poetry does help. We are blessed to have so many kind, thoughtful friends at dVerse, who are all poets.

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  4. Wonderful. Telling yourself to remain calm, over and over. Sooner or later it will sink in, like the first melting snow sinking into the earth.

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  5. I love this in the literal and metaphorical sense. Transitions are not easy. I guess we have to find that "calm" within the chaos.

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  6. Beautiful! And I am glad for the reminder to be thankful that we are still enjoying mid-50s here. I'm not ready for snow flurries, lovely as they may be.

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  7. Beautiful Grace. I love the idea of Blue Fire blazing for all...a Blue Grail in my minds eye.

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  8. It is finally getting cold enough to snow where we live although we haven't seen any flurries yet. There is the "whiplash wind" to enjoy.

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  9. Right on target and we'll expressed, Grace.

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  10. Feel its scent in the dream of your wopds

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  11. Great visuals in your second verse. I do love the changeable weather in the fall. :)

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  12. I really enjoyed this Grace, I want to breathe the calm. It snowed here yesterday and now the fall leaves are mostly gone.

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  13. This is beautiful. I especially love your closing lines.

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  14. Wonderful poem, Grace. Love the blue fire.

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  15. flurries
    light as feathers
    falling in November's whiplash wind

    -- this is just too gorgeous!

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  16. let this become life........................

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  17. This is beautiful, Grace I love the sense of calm that follows in the line;" blue fire blazing for all that's good in us"❤️

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  18. as leaves dance in tattered
    remains of empty garden

    It is a sad sight! The tattered brown leaves bravely trying to relive the last throes of its life!

    Hank

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  19. Taking a deep breath and a step back can sure leave one with a little less flack.

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  20. Winter's breath of flurries reminds us to breath and relax until Spring breath warms us.

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  21. your poems are always a breath of fresh air Grace - and that lovely last stanza leaves us marvelling and wondering

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  22. I love the mantra 'breathe the calm' to steady ourselves in the wintry gales :o)

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  23. Perfection: howling sky is pewter -- love this.

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  24. You've captured the changing seasons beautifully. Love the imagery of the pewter sky.

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  25. So atmospheric, Grace. We await snow this evening and into tomorrow with the expectation that it will really cause havoc for those hoping to travel through the mountains to the Bay Area. But I love the whole feeling of it from my family room near the fireplace.

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  26. Contrast
    azure
    and
    sure..
    Auburn
    sky leaves tell
    color in cold and death..
    of blue
    blood
    liFe above..:)

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  27. Beautiful feeling in this poem and I love "November's whiplash wind"

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  28. I love each stanza. Blue fire made me pause and then I absorbed it in a few ways. Living only several hundred kilometers away from you the images match my world as well though I haven't been down to Lake Ontario. The sky has been amazing.

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  29. Love the images in this...and the wise advice to breathe and be calm, despite the weather

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  30. beautiful with its brevity and vivid images!!

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  31. What a vivid picture of a November snow here. November snow can be visually arresting with the colors if autumn still there mixed in with the snowflakes. :-)

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  32. Indeed one must 'keep steady,' as there is a long winter ahead!

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  33. Wonderful words, clasped between an incredible title and poignant close. A lovely piece.

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  34. Mmmm... bracing against the chill. It's fitting that I'm eating chicken noodle soup as I read this. ;)

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