Monday, December 4, 2017

push that button!



snow flurries 
                  tumbled on roof, 
caking windows in 
                  light frost 
dawn comes with blanket, soft, 
                   cinnamon-scented

i dash through oatmeal 
                  with my lunch bag 
insert (time to reflect) 
                  poetry along train stops-
scribbling waylaid verses
                  pickled new
roping flow & rhythm- 
                  it's crunch time!





Posted for dVerse Poets - Quadrille -44 word post with the word, CRUNCH.  
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28 comments:

  1. Ooh, I really like this, Grace:

    "dawn comes with blanket, soft, 
                       cinnamon-scented

    i dash through oatmeal 
                      with my lunch bag"

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  2. I experienced this with you, Grace. I don't miss work but still find myself making action plans, of sort, and invent deadlines. Descriptions are amazing.

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  3. Love the thought of poetry written in breaks... Love your railway writings.

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  4. Have to get it in before the crunch consumes

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  5. So much gorgeous language here, Grace. I love
    "dawn comes with blanket, soft,
    cinnamon-scented"

    and the delicious surprise of the word "pickled" here:
    "pickled new
    roping flow & rhythm"

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  6. I do love your train poems Grace. I especially love cinnamon scented...gorgeous.

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  7. Snap! I wrote my poem over the weekend and hadn't seen yours until I'd posted mine - and we have used the same words: crunch time!
    I love the movement of the snow: flurries, tumbled, caking, and it's cinnamon-scented!

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  8. I love the way you describe the snow.
    My fav line : "dawn comes with blanket, soft, cinnamon-scented"

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  9. Love the dash of waylaid verses Grace - and the stop/start structure of the poem

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  10. I admire you for snatching moments like that and capturing them.

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  11. I love that you manage to capture these moments in amongst the rush.

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  12. Writing in fits, starts & breaks is admirable, but I would loose my train of thought. Being retired 7 years now I'm surprised that appointments & errands create deadlines of their own. Tour ability to keep cohesion despite breaking up the writing time is way cool.

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  13. A beautiful write Grace, I especially love 'dawn comes with blanket, soft,cinnamon-scented' xxx

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  14. Your words are sublime ... visual and beyond.

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  15. What I scribble in my notebook often gets waylaid as well--or forgotten.

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  16. I feel you. Today has been a tumble kinda day from the get-go and its still not over. Finally about to head home from work. Scribbled nothing in the notebook.

    Did have an amazing apple fritter for breakfast on the way out the door.

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  17. poetry is a fine occasion for crunch time!

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  18. scribbling waylaid verses
    pickled new
    roping flow & rhythm-
    it's crunch time!

    Things sure move at a fast pace. Not easy for poetry to readily catch up! You caught the right mood, Grace!

    Hank

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  19. Wonderful! Cinnamon scented dawn lures me to have a cup of cinnamon tea :)

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  20. You capture that morning rush so well.

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  21. Such precious moments captured. Lovely.

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  22. What a fun take on the prompt. I love this line: "scribbling waylaid verses."

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  23. I'm really liking the feel of this. I can truly relate to the scribblibg. Only, i do it on my phone. A nice one.

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  24. You pictured the morning rash very well. :-)

    ~Imelda

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  25. I especially like "dawn comes with blanket, soft,
    cinnamon-scented."
    I like the rhythm of this, too--hurried, like "crunch time."

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  26. i like the way the words play with time -- fast movements, slowing, fast,slow-- reminds me of the 2 beat sound of the old trains
    flurry .. comes (soft)...dash .. time to reflect ... scribbling .. flow ... crunch time

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  27. Very nice your blog and article. I like this blog thank for sharing.

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