Distance is you
fevered under the linen of snow
Breathing blue, weighed
by stiff white crystals
Hemmed by dark
feathers & stones
Under the dead
rib, I whisper urgently
to your curled ear:
Never forget-
Be a savage fern!
Be the wild blooming sage!
Grace@EverydayAmazing
Posted for D'verse Poets Pub - Quadrille, is a 44 word post with the word CURL, hosted by Bjorn Rudberg. First prompt for the year 2017! Happy new day!!!
I love this... the whispering to a fern, and I think of the way they will uncurl once spring is here...
ReplyDeleteLove it.
ReplyDeleteHappy New Year, Grace.
...breathing blue, weighed by stiff white crystals....
ReplyDeleteall those dried up leaves, frostbit plant curled over....awaiting spring to uncurl and unfurl. Love this!
I love how you've linked the word 'curl' to a spell, Grace, and the phrasea 'linen of snow' and 'breathing blue' made me shiver - chilly language for a Monday night!
ReplyDeleteI like the idea of a fern uncurling when it is time in spring.
ReplyDeleteSomething about this poem made me cold. And I can't stop reading it.
ReplyDeleteBloom away and push on through, even in crappy snow. Way to be.
ReplyDeleteSuch lovely imagery and the emotions are poignant in this....beautiful all throughout, Grace :-)
ReplyDeleteI over this, especially the closing lines. Sigh.
ReplyDeleteI wonder if that fern knows what a brilliant piece it inspired! Lovely imagery to match the words!
ReplyDeleteDistance is you
ReplyDeletefevered under the linen of snow... love that! Great imagery.
This fits your blog title perfectly, everyday amazing. Love it, Grace.
ReplyDelete1, 2, 4, 5 ... Love those couplets.
ReplyDeleteWell done. In the bleakest hour, be the hope.
ReplyDelete"Be the wild blooming sage!" I love this! :)
ReplyDeleteVery creative. I like how the reader is calling to the fern to hold on.
ReplyDeleteInspiring! And gorgeous as always.
ReplyDeleteEnjoyed the fern pic and verbal images you crafted.
ReplyDeleteI hope they uncurl for you soon. They won't do that down here from snow, but in summer from heat
ReplyDeleteLove this, Grace, especially 'fevered under the linen of snow.'
ReplyDeleteHa, this is cool. I love that close. Great to read you, Grace.
ReplyDeleteSara took my words away: loved "linen of snow."
ReplyDeleteLovely. There are so many ferns here in NZ and watching them uncurl is fascinating so I think this is well written.
ReplyDeleteGood advice. Never forget, not the generations of the past or the promises of the future. I wonder what revenge the snow will extract on us here not so very far from you Grace. tonight it is near 40 and raining.
ReplyDeleteMethinks the snow will catch us, pile all on at once burying not only the ferns but the tree trunks, stoops and door lintels. Alas I still say bring it.
I love this Grace, especially 'Be the wild blooming sage!' May 2017 bring you many blessings and much joy :o) xxx
ReplyDeleteHey Grace, it made me smile. I was in the process of photographing a snowy fern yesterday. Great use of the word curled.
ReplyDeletePerhaps a secret shared....enjoyed reading.
ReplyDeleteYES. Whispering the earth back to life. Love this, Grace.
ReplyDeleteThe opening stanza was beyond meaningful and beautiful. I also love the encouragement at the ending lines, it felt like a battlecry, a call for being.
ReplyDeleteThis is absolutely awe-inspiring verse, Grace ❤️
ReplyDeleteThis is a visual treat, and I love "under the linen of snow"
ReplyDeleteFevered under the linen of snow...oh how that line speaks to me! And starting, distance is you....just a lovely quadrille.
ReplyDeletelove the line "be a savage fern" - seems like a contradiction...until you see the conditions that a fern will actually grow in
ReplyDeleteLove how your picture and the poem mesh so well together.
ReplyDelete"Distance is you" evokes such a cascade of feeling. Perhaps that is part of the spell. A fascinating piece.
ReplyDeleteThis poem is anything but dormant! Love the curled ear of the fern...
ReplyDeleteWonderful conversation with the poor frozen fern. But look how beautiful she will emerge in the spring!
ReplyDeleteStunning poetry. Happy New Year Grace.
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