"I am hearing poetry when awake, dreaming poetry when asleep, breathing poetry with each breath, I am living in a poem."

Wednesday, February 22, 2012

Frostbite Flirtation

winter wears its ice
harsh as windblown grains of sand
a frozen sweater

quickly by the moon
it cloaks its peaks in crystals
feet buried in snow

its february
a flirtation with frostbite
determined commitment

©Susie Clevenger 2012
Photograph: Alpine Exposures
Real Toad's Kenia issued this Challenge:
Write a poem that keeps a dialogue with another poem, poet.
I chose Mama Zen's poem: Flirtation

Mine is the negative to her positive take on February snow. We all have those people. No matter how grand something looks to us there is that person who will rain on our parade. 


Fireblossom said...

Yes, there is always someone like that...my mother is their Queen!

I liked the "flirtation with frostbite"!

Kay L. Davies said...

And you answered it! Very well done, Susie. I like it.

Heaven said...

What a cool response to MZ's poem ~

I do like the last verse ~ February is a flirty month this year ~

Lolamouse said...

I must confess to feeling more like you do about winter! I love the frozen sweater line-burrrr!!!!!

Mary said...

I enjoyed your negative to Mama Zen's positive. There are always two sides to a coin. At this point I am on the 'positive' side, as I cannot remember such an unwinterlike winter here in my lifetime!

Jinksy said...

Your frostbitten flirtation is beautiful. :)

Cad said...

I often feel a cold blast or two from Ada's wrath... !

Enigmatic Soul said...

Wow. I can see the contrast clearly. Brilliant job!

Kerry O'Connor said...

I like the determination of the commitment here.

hedgewitch said...

Yes, this is a good dialogue with MZ's poem, (though I think there was a negative there too,) that under the icy visual beauty there was a melting away, a lack of committment.But you really capture another side of winter, that the freezeout and the frostbite actually were the commitment from the start. Really a good take on a difficult prompt.

Herotomost said...

Yeah...great point in this one...the only thing worse than winter in febrruary is when it extends to March and April....are you kidding me? Another snowstorm? Great take on the challenge, great poem.

Mama Zen said...

This is awesome!

Luke Prater said...

Lovely. Long time no see.. come post some

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