Monday, February 13, 2017

Windows



outside the window
you are hazy bony figure
crumbling soft     .snowflakes.
as wind slants
susurration from jarring breath

ivory crowns the land-

scape to sands of blue    .crystals.

tree shadows creak    .shushhh.
ghosting my mind
of what was   .is.
blazing inferno     
inside this wi(n)dow










Posted for D'verse Poets Pub - Quadrille - 44 word post with the word GHOST.   Hosted by Kim Russell.   Thanks for the visit ~

30 comments:

  1. Love the way you have used spaces and periods here, like a hesitant mind being ghosted. And that wi(n)dow adds a great point.

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  2. The longed-for ghost. The snow, the blur of falling flakes is a good analogy for the loss of someone dear, and the yearning to see through the veil.

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  3. I love this, Grace. It reminds me of Cathy outside the window on. The internal line breaks and punctuation break the poem up, like a ghost disintegrating. I particularly love 'tree shadows creak'.

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  4. I liked the phrase "ghosting my mind
    of what was". Separating some of the words by framing them with periods made them stand out.

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  5. The tree shadows and the wind...the noises do come alive!

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  6. This is absolutely stunning a write, Grace!❤️ Especially love "ivory crowns the land-scape to sands of blue crystals."❤️

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  7. "tree shadows creak" took me for a walk in the woods after an ice storm! Great write, Grace.

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  8. Especially love these words:
    tree shadows creak .shushhh.
    ghosting my mind
    of what was .is.

    brittle trees clicking on windows....when I would be alone in our country house in Iowa, in the midst of a snow storm, that sound would be very disconcerting! Your poem brings back that sound!

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  9. You blew the socks off the prompt, Grace. Snow as specter, imagery coming and going, the abstract art of ice on the windows and very creative spacing; a delightful read.

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  10. Some wonderful lines here .. love tree shadows creak .... and the spaces, periods and line breaks very innovative

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  11. The spacing and forced pauses that it causes are clever. Gorgeous visual treats in this one.

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  12. This is excellent. Between your and Bjorn's q's, I am just totally blown away. I love the ghosting of sounds and snow, figures.

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  13. Amazing! The window of what was and what is.

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  14. Nice! And reminds me how cold the weather here too is.
    Happy Valentine's Day!

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  15. Delightful and haunting - the snow and the window, the two sides. Wonderfully done.

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  16. ooooh. the word choices, the cuts and spaces, and then final line. haunting. so good.

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  17. blazing inferno
    inside this wi(n)dow

    Fantastic play on words. Blazing physically at the window can be discerned but blazing inside a widow full of desires may not be apparent!

    Hank

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  18. What can be scene in something not so serene can shine on the inside

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  19. Love phrases of "ghosting my mind" and the "blazing inferno inside this widow".

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  20. wonderful narrative and play between in and out.

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  21. i can almost see and breathe in that space of silence.
    reminds me of myself, watching dusk fall outside the window (i love writing while i'm watching day turn to night).

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  22. A unique play with time in the visual of "ghosting my mind of what was .is."

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  23. I learned a new word -- susurration. I always love when a poem makes me look up a word. Nice take on the prompt.

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  24. Bjorn expressed so well what I want to say. You could easily repost this to the expressionism prompt--it creates such atmosphere.

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  25. the breaks and punctuation that you have cast throughout the piece, give pause ... to great effect.

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