Late afternoon sun
breaks through the grey.
Bare trees coated in ice sparkle like stars.
Luminous crystals. Shower of diamond glass.
Silver trees. Silver branches. Silver salt.
Soon the moon will dawn its silvery light.
The landscape is drowning in silver tears.
Or maybe its my eyes watering from
seeing you for the
Bare trees coated in ice sparkle like stars.
Luminous crystals. Shower of diamond glass.
Silver trees. Silver branches. Silver salt.
Soon the moon will dawn its silvery light.
The landscape is drowning in silver tears.
Or maybe its my eyes watering from
seeing you for the
55 Silvery Words for the G-Man~
Thanks for the visit ~
You've captured the beauty of ice storms perfectly. I love when the sun catches the crystals.
ReplyDeleteThe imagery was phenomenal and something we have not seen in decades ~Thanks for the visit ~
DeleteTo see the silver spreading as if with a harmless Midas touch is one of those magical moments you have to catch quickly before it passes. Thank you for shaping it into this poem.
ReplyDeleteMagical moments still Susan ~ The ice hasn't melted yet ~ Thanks for the visit ~
DeleteI think Silver is a beutiful Word, nice poem and beauty pic Grace!!
ReplyDeleteThanks Gloria ~
DeleteGrace...
ReplyDeleteYou have a wonderful gift of squeezing the beauty
out of every moment in time. I envy your creative talent
Loved your pics And your Icy 55
Thanks for your kind words, those things are what make this all worthwhile
Have a Kick Ass New Year....G
Thank you too G ~ Have a great weekend ~
DeleteThe ice certainly causes you to look at every twig and branch in a whole new light. When the sun came out the other day, it was almost too painful to look at...but glowed like rainbows. Loved your 55, Grace. "silver salt" - what a gorgeous turn of phrase! Love your photos!
ReplyDeleteGlowing like rainbows, I never thought of that ~ Thanks Kim ~
Deletesmiles...love the visuals on the landscape...and nice emotional tug as well in the end there...seeing them for the first time...
ReplyDeleteThanks Brian ~
DeleteSee through the clearing for the first time, I guess there is one good thing about ice
ReplyDeleteI wish the sun is stronger to melt quickly all the ice though ~
DeleteIt gets utterly silvery upon seeing someone the first time may mean silver linings in the offing. Wonderful write Grace!
ReplyDeleteHank
Thanks Hank ~
DeleteOh! wow,,,its amazing, the whole perspective took a new turn at the end
ReplyDeleteThanks Vandana ~
Deletestrange as it may sound, I'd trade - for a couple days, at least. :) Hope you have a good weekend, Grace ~ M
ReplyDeleteThey are beautiful to look at but deadly ~ A couple of days isn't so bad, smiles ~
DeleteThis captures the beauty of light, creation and emotion. Lovely words and wonderfully evocative.
ReplyDeleteThanks Allan ~
DeleteI cried to when I saw the first flakes. Although most everywhere more than 20 miles from Detroit got hit much worse than we did. Oddly enough the weather is either afraid to come here or is being unnaturally merciful so far.
ReplyDeleteThankfully your city is spared Mark ~ Some houses in Toronto still don't have power from the fallen trees ~
DeleteBeautiful images Grace! You draw our attention to the beauty of these trees. "Shower of diamond glass." - great line! And the ending is just so romantic.
ReplyDeleteGrace, you have described SO beautifully what it looks like when the ice coats the trees. It is beautiful to look at (enjoyed your photo), but definitely hard to live with... I love the concept of 'silver tears.'
ReplyDeleteOh so beautiful it can be after the ice-storm... I long for that silver after having had my share of winter green travelling south... here in sweden the winter is just plain green... Happy holidays.. still a few to go I hope.
ReplyDeleteA Very Happy New Year to You...I love reading your blog...So keep Writing stuff...God Bless You...:):)
ReplyDeleteHave a Wonderful Year ahead...<3<3
Pretty, Grace!
ReplyDeleteLovely!
ReplyDeletebeautiful words Grace...the ice storm left us with some gems....
ReplyDeleteStainless beauty!
ReplyDeleteBeautiful, but cold, yet somehow that silver seems clean and refreshing, as well. And as you say, like art, it makes you see things from a new perspective. Happy holidays, Heaven.
ReplyDeleteBeautiful poem, Grace. I hope your holidays were great and wishing you a Happy New Year.
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ReplyDeleteAmazing photography! With a New Year, creative successes!
Beautiful Grace! I hope you are warm enough. Wishing you a very happy New Year:-)
ReplyDeleteYou put it so beautifully, Grace. :-)
ReplyDeleteHave a wonderful new year to you and your family.