Grace@ Everyday Amazing
is raw
& snapping cold -
my beige jacket becomes
an armor, keeping my hands
& body heat tight as all closed windows
Not a breeze stirs
Nor squirrels running up trees
Only silence trumpeting frost
& draping bare boughs
pristine as first breath of spring
still a long way from here -
i see the sun's golden stain
lifting the mist of night like a veil
my walk is steady beat on salted street-
one round
is all I can do
short but invigorating
like a 50 meter sprint -
my nostrils flaming smoke
before I circle back to house
eager for that warmth of chocolate cup-
Posted for D'verse Poets Pub - Sketchbook//in moment by Claudia -
Happy weekend ~
Walks this season of the year are definitely a challenge, Grace. And yes, the first breaths of spring are a ways off yet. But good for you for doing a short outdoor anyway. Feels good to breathe that fresh, crisp air....if only for a little while....before warming up with hot chocolate.
ReplyDeleteJust for a bit as the sun was out ~ Quite a challenge but I have seen people running & even jogging around with mask ~
Deletewhew...that feels frigid....we were supposed to get snow this morning....we only got a few flakes...its actually rather mild 34 other than the wind...ha....that will cut to the quick....i would love the stain of sun to make it by....
ReplyDeletedont freeze.
We are below zero this whole week ~ Have to live with the cold & snow ~
DeleteI've said this a number of times with these 'sketches' I don't know what you could add. I like that go for it mode. Sometimes for me some of my best pieces are first drafts--well until my editor gets to see them. >KB
ReplyDeleteoh nice... a walk outside in the cold with the sun keeping you company and a warm cup of chocolate waiting at home...sounds wonderful
ReplyDeletethis is raw just like the weather ... a walk in those conditions sounds so very special... here we have warm but quite wet... not quite wintery.
ReplyDeletefelt the weather!
ReplyDeletea charcoal sketch I think. Or that French brown, black and grey crayon whose name I forget...
ReplyDeleteIs it the cold that stops you from walking further? Cuts off the breath, does it?
Heavy breathing & my cheeks become stiff ~ Is the color a dull grey, maybe ~
Deleteconté crayon, French crayon conté, drawing pencil named after Nicolas-Jacques Conté, the French scientist who invented it late in the 18th century.
Deletebrown, grey and black.I used to love using them.
I got a photo of them, but I don't think images can be put in comments?
Makes me cold just reading it. This has been such a harsh winter (which I don't like). Anyway, I especially like this, Grace:
ReplyDeletei see the sun's golden stain
lifting the mist of night like a veil
I love winter - and cold from within my safe warmth - and I can pretend to be an adventurer for a moment at least.
ReplyDeletewe both took walks in the cold today - wish I had a little sunshine as my companion - liked the armor coat and the flaming breath - K
ReplyDeleteI love the silence of winter that you capture so well.. and the cold that makes it difficult to breathe. Lovely.
ReplyDeleteGreat images Grace. I've just put the kettle on. Cheers!
ReplyDeleteWe are both dreaming of spring ~ Cheers to you too ~
DeleteWe've been lucky here in the Pacific Northwest....did you write this while you were walking or take notes...very in the moment feel to it ..great photo, sketch!
ReplyDeleteI mentally take notes but write them down quickly ~ Its been very cold here ~
Deletea very accurate description of a walk this winter Grace.. I have to confess I have cheated and gone walking in the civic center indoors ... :)
ReplyDeleteWell I wanted to take pictures so I went out for quick one round of walking, smiles ~
DeleteI could feel the cold and rawness in your walk, Grace! "i see the sun's golden stain / lifting the mist of night like a veil" - beautiful lines!
ReplyDeleteThanks Gabriella ~
DeleteTrying to get exercise outdoors in the cold can sure be a chore, one I'd rather not explore lol
ReplyDeleteOnly silence trumpeting frost - perhaps my favorite line, but loved the whole poem. The hot chocolate sounds great! :-)
ReplyDelete"the sun's golden stain"...love the line. Great sketch of a very cold walk...brrrrr.
ReplyDeletesounds so unpleasant, with all that freezing cold. shall i send over some warmth?
ReplyDeleteBbbrrr I can feel the cold and I know exactly what you mean about your coat becoming like armor.
ReplyDeleteI loved it! Reminds me of Norwegian winters, and I love Norwegian winters! I live in India now, and here the lowest temperature we get is 20 degrees Celsius. I miss Norway! Thank you for this wonderful winter poem! Felt like I was walking with you :-)
ReplyDeleteWhew.. reading through your words is like walking a loan feet from yours, Grace. The atmosphere you provided here is so palpable & too solid to ignore---it chills! Smiles.
ReplyDeleteit's so invigorating to walk in the winter. Not the time for a stress-reducing contemplative stroll...more like a sprint...but one does feel better afterwards.
ReplyDeleteOoooo...this is so cold....great images with that washed out sun ...wonderful poem!
ReplyDeleteDefinitely a challenge this time of year :) lovely share.
ReplyDeleteBrrr...but a pretty scene, to those of us to whom snow is a treat. Love the detail of the "nostrils flaming smoke." Stay warm on those winter walks and sprints!
ReplyDeleteYes, that's how it is here too. You described it perfectly.
ReplyDeleteBeautiful Grace. I love the peaceful feeling of taking a winter's walk.
ReplyDeleteWhat I like is the run from title into the first line, the immediacy, then the flow and crackle. Really like this one, Grace. Good week to you ~
ReplyDeleteGraceful detailed description.
ReplyDeleteNothing better than a cup of hot chocolate after a walk in the snow, mmmm... delicious end.
Today it's all snowy here, in the mountains where we live, and I can share your same sensations.
Always a pleasure reading you, Grace.
:)
I can feel the cold. It is freezing by us.
ReplyDeleteNostrils of smoke, stain of sun, coat of armor with windows close stand out for me.
ReplyDeletea sweet feeling of cold winter can be felt in ur lines!! smiles:)
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