fragrance of icy air
dulling the cheeks
into frozen smile, i
walk fast, passing
stiff branches of tree
with heavy coat, i
trudge along streets
salted in periwinkle blue
sky is pale oyster, i
chase the sun
with grin, leaving green
footprints of spr(i)ng
Green Pedestrian Crossing in Chine Creates Leaves from Footprints
Posted for D'verse Poets Pub - Quadrille - 44 Word post with GRIN. Picture credit: here
Thanks for the visit ~
Hopefully those foot prints spring into spring soon.
ReplyDeleteBrilliant. Sexy. Delicious.
ReplyDeleteOh .. love the foot-prints into sun.. I long for gray to clear... I think we have similar thoughts there...
ReplyDeleteI love the title and the journey in search of spring. Beautiful quadrille. Peace, Linda
ReplyDeleteA lovely walk and an even lovelier poem Grace. :-)
ReplyDeleteBeautiful descriptions in this, Grace. You've really captured the cusp of seasonal change. I love this:
ReplyDeletesalted in periwinkle blue
sky is pale oyster
love those footprints of green! Spring is such a delightful time of year.
ReplyDeleteI too am looking forward to spring and grin at some of its early signs. A lovely quadrille.
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ReplyDeletewalk fast, passing
stiff branches of tree
with heavy coat"
"i
trudge along streets
salted in periwinkle blue"
"sky is pale oyster"
and that sneaky "i spring" hidden in the ending ... all so wonderful!
Very creative, happy feelings of spring just around the corner...when chasing with grin....love esp. "periwinkle blue"
ReplyDeleteI like that, friend Grace ... a lot ... in between sneezing ma lil heart out and in between reading ... cuz of snow mold in the air ... hatchou ... bless U ... smiles ... Love, cat.
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ReplyDelete"Pale oyster" is a perfect description for those snow laden skies, Grace. I hope that spring is just around the corner for you.
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ReplyDeleteLike your colorful write of walking away from blues and stepping into spring greens!
A beautiful poem,,how we do long for spring, but find beauty now in your words
ReplyDeleteWe have to chase that icy air away and welcome spring!! If we look for the footprints, we will find them.
ReplyDeleteI am so charmed by this line:
ReplyDelete"i
trudge along streets
salted in periwinkle blue"
And the sky as a pale oyster...fantastic.
I love the green footprints of spring. Beautiful!
ReplyDeleteBeautiful Grace...specially love those 'i's hanging like melting icicles....
ReplyDeleteI love this poem, Grace. It's pastel, icy and fresh. Yes, the cold freezes my face into a smile. I like the way the walker merges into a tree in the lines:
ReplyDelete'walk fast, passing
stiff branches of tree
with heavy coat'.
My favourite lines are:
'salted in periwinkle blue
sky is pale oyster'.
:)
What a cool way to walk away the March blues. Love the pale oyster sky - and those green footprints of spr(i)ng, I-gotten-believe (at this time of the year), would put the bounce in just about any step. Smiles
ReplyDeletewonderfully sprite and 'springy'. we or i, are (am) waiting and so ready for the verdant spring to be reborn. i need something refreshing that will distract me from the ugliness of the political season. gracias beautiful
ReplyDeleteThe thing about the blues is its dichotomy; for it can morph into electric & robin's egg hues that compliments blossoming, & you, cleverly, seem to imply this with with your luscious & chilling poem.
ReplyDeleteI found myself going a bit faster too to get to that spring in one's step. :-) We're about to enter autumn (in South Africa).
ReplyDeleteSearching for that hint of Spring!
ReplyDeleteSometimes is difficult walking blues away !!
ReplyDeleteLove this!
Hugs and love in this special day for all women!!
xoxox
I love the colours, and the structure.
ReplyDeleteWhat a Monet-like scene you have painted, with a little e e cummings thrown in.
ReplyDeleteThis is lovely!
ReplyDeleteSMiLes.. as the Suns rotate
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Suns.. so can the
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walk
of Warming
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do free..:)