Thursday, March 28, 2019

the choir of spring




paint me a mirage of purple and lilacs
to bouquet the sky of grey & icy nights-
spring awaits, choir of colors, firebox-

i watch the rain hammer the bare backs
of trees as sun billows behind bland whites-
paint me a mirage of purple and lilacs

my hands are tarred in disquiet sacs
viewing heads of dead roses, a fright-
where's spring, choir of colors, firebox?

my eyes are strained, seeing snow in cracks
of climbing walls & flower pots, knitted tight
is this season a mirage of purple and lilacs?

i count the hours where i'll sit on hammock,
read my books with slow pace and re-write 
spring's arrival with choir of colors, firebox-

the gem in my canvas of cottonwood & hemlock-
my footsteps turn to fancy and air light                                
paint me, in a mirror of purple and lilacs
as spring arrives in choir of colors & firebox!





An edited post for dVerse Poets - Villanelle, Poetry Form, hosted by Sarah Connors.   This is the 4th poetry form for dVerse and the link will be open for 1 month.   Join us with your villanelle.   

22 comments:

  1. You’ve painted this portrait of still icy spring in beautiful colours, Grace – a true choir of colours. I love the contrast of cottonwood & hemlock with the mirror of purple and lilacs.

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  2. A sweet ode to Spring's slow arrival. A perfect use of villanelle; especially liked how you tweaked the refrain lines to fit in different stanzas.

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  3. Fascinating -- I could feel the passage of time, see the canvas and feel the expectation. Fun

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  4. So picturesque in its colours and images — it's wonderful how the refrains work so well here, giving it a lovely melody of the arrival of spring. I loved the closing stanza particularly. :-)

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  5. Those hammock hours are getting closer, hopefully

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  6. This is so beautiful. You write so effortlessly.

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  7. We are all waiting to join in that chorus.

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  8. What a lovely villanelle to spring Grace!

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  9. A lovely poem. I particularly like the repeating lines (and their slight changes).

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  10. Beautiful poem Grace, vibrant and enticing! :-)

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  11. I love how you captured the colors and the anticipation of spring... I felt a bit of that today walking in the wonderful spring.

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  12. This is so delightful, Grace. You captured that anticipation for spring.

    Happy weekend.

    -imelda

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  13. How absolutely gorgeous, and I love your intricate, unpredictable rhymes. Once again, you show us how it's done!

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  14. I like how the mirage becomes a mirror.

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  15. Such harmony of lines and rhymes in your choir. You handle this form with such ease. And for me lilacs always heralded in the spring.

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  16. A beautiful write Grace, we still have a chill in the air too and are waiting for those lovely purple and lilacs �� xxx

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  17. Beautiful. Purple and lilacs have such a lovely ring to them

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  18. To bouquet the grey sky & icy nights - love this line!

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  19. This is beautiful...especially the word choice. It reminds me of an impressionist painting.

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  20. the visuals of this villanelle are breathtaking, Grace!

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  21. I love the opening stanza and these lines add to the magic of the repetition throughout the Villanelle.

    I hope spring is blooming your way.

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