Sunday, February 10, 2013

Beyond Snowflakes


A robin announces spring
while the tulips are still buried in winter.
Hope sees beyond the snowflakes.

The sun shivers in its charcoal sweater
watching the world turn white as
a robin announces spring.

Flower buds stir in their loam quilts
preparing to rise and blossom
while the tulips are still buried in winter.

March winds begin to shape shift from lamb to lion
to warm its breath to melt winter from its calendar.
Hope sees beyond the snowflakes.



©Susie Clevenger 2013
 Hedgewitch at Real Toads has us writing in chains...
Here's the rules for the form:
The rules are simple: write a short poem (or single complete image ) of three to five lines (or more if ambitious, but this isa mini-challenge.)  Choose your lines and subject carefully as you are now going to deconstruct that poem and use each line as the concluding line of a stanza. That is, your first line will end your second stanza, your second line will be the last line of your third stanza, and so forth. Each stanza should have the same number of lines as your original poem. If you wrote a three line original poem, you will end up with a four stanza cascade. This sort of structure will give a slowly building, cascading effect to the piece, hence the name.




10 comments:

Other Mary said...

This is great Susie! I really like your images of the sky as sweater and the loam as quilt. And it's a perfect description of March, when there are little hints of spring scattered throughout the snow drifts!

hedgewitch said...

I agree with Mary, the sweater image is delightful, and also the loam quilts. A lovely and smooth use of the form in this picture of hope in the snow. Thanks so much for linking in, Susie.

Susie Swanson said...

Awesome.. makes me feel the warm winds of spring.. I love your description of it.

Loredana Donovan said...

I love this! So much hope and the promise of spring. I like the cozy imagery ... especially the sun wearing a sweater :)

Grace said...

I love the images of spring, the robin announcing it, stirring of flower buds and March winds shaping ~

We are still in the midst of winter so I am eagerly awaiting for spring ~

Marian said...

hope for spring! she said, while shivering in her charcoal sweater :)

Fireblossom said...

I like the same parts that everyone else did, plus March changing. Because of my job, I'm keenly aware of the passage of the seasons, and this poem captures that so pleasingly.

Helen said...

The gentle, soft cadence and warm words of your chain had me wishing we weren't still in winter out here!!!

Kerry O'Connor said...

This is a beautiful lyrical poem. You have captured the changing seasons so well.

Susan said...

Wonderful choices on the repeated lines--especially knowing what Hope sees and that the Robin foresees. I also love the various ways you have shown the plants sleeping: the charcoal sweater for the sun, the loam quilt for the buds, and the tulips buried and awaiting resurrection.