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Friday, December 17, 2010

December White


December White
White the moonlit hills, all glowing, flowing silk and satin, evening-gowned and crowned in icy baubles sparkling, sparkling clear the frigid night, reflecting hosts--star-glimmer globes-- dancing, prancing round the slippery slopes all shimmer, shimmering shadow light,

And white the powder sprays iridescent across the beams; she whirls and twirls on single silver blades a scribbling, swirling swirl of glassy sea, her cheeks pinched pink with cold and curling, curling round a dulcet smile like twin apples ready to be kissed, 
And white the flakes, so soft and fat, feathery, frosty, cold and wet, each crystal pattern fashioned, formed unique, falling, falling, lolling holy in their hush, and hovering, covering the earth with a blanket of heavenly beauty,
And white the pure, sweet joy, come bouncing loud on evening chill, shouting, spouting, flouncing far 'long distant hills; shake and shatter, treetops scatter, sending icicles crashing spatter, shards of splintering shrill
And white the breath that circles round a scratching, dashing, dancing blur, a frozen stir of vapor crowning, shrouding, wafting slow as pirouette ends abruptly, and happy laughter glazed in snow skates away zig-zag-zagging to warm aglow oe'r red-mittened hands by the fire.


This poem was inspired by the music of George Winston in a video entitled, December (click to listen), and offered for Moondustwriter's Thursday Music Poetry Prompt at One Stop Poetry.

I am also submitting this for the last One Shot Wednesday in 2010.

Have a blessed Christmas everyone!

Photo Courtesy:  flickr - Candida.Performa

13 comments:

  1. Beautiful, Melissa. Makes me want to go outside and play.

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  2. this is lovely...
    i too have deep appreciation for george winston's december...what a sweet tribute.

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  3. Gorgeous writing, luminious. And I love George Winston's December. I saw him play live many, many years ago at this time of year. I love him!

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  4. Wow. Oh wow. That was amazing. The fourth stanza just rocked it big time, my favorite of them all.

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  5. Lovely piece, with strong images for the season, and solid, descriptive word choice. One of those where I could just close my eyes and visualize it coming to life...

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  6. lovely - i felt like in the middle of a snow storm or maybe even like a snowflake myself..i like

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  7. Love the imagery and the swirling sound of the language. Not normally thrilled with repetition of words, but it sort of works with the repeated motions of the skater.

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  8. Great sense of movement in your lines, reminiscent of ice skating. Fits the image perfectly. the lines seem to glide at times; perhaps even performing a few lyrical figure-eights. Great persepctive in the image too.

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  9. this was beautiful...a celebration of snow and ice at its best....thanks for sharing with One Shot...pete

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  10. i love the picture! so energetic and playfully framed. and its accompanying verse is so alive too

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  11. Wonderful winter One Shot, Melissa - and a groovy pic, too!

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