Snow falls in brushstrokes
through the night, muting
trees, streets, rooftops
watercolor blue and white
shadowless lamps in daffodil bloom
(Could I take this stillness
to breath, to heart
not wastefully wishing
for storied forest and a moon
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Graceful Press Poetry 
This is so beautiful. It makes me think of nights I’ve experienced where the snow covers everything and it is silent and still.
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Thank you. We haven’t had lots of snow this winter, so it still gives a little thrill. 🙂
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It’s snowing here now, and it looks pretty, but it’s not going to last.
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The opening lines are so beautiful. Great visuals! ❤
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Thank you. I started out with oh, February, another snow poem. Then I really looked at it for awhile and my attitude shifted just a bit. 🙂
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It’s curious, yet true, that the gentle fall of snow can also bring a stillness that stirs contemplation. The daffodil bloom is a nice touch, complimenting the watercolor blue and white.
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Yes! Thank you for this thoughtful comment.
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Another one of your poems that has me holding my breath. Not helped by not closing the parenthesis…
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(Just for you)
🙂
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Whew! I can breathe now 🙂
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I was a little worried. 😉
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Reblogged this on Jane Dougherty Writes and commented:
We haven’t had any snow this year. I’d rather have this poem.
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Every image here…just perfect. (K)
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Thank you, I really appreciate that.
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I read this again this morning as the snow started here. That first line. What a beautiful, peaceful and vivid opening. I like that you end the second line with “muting,” causing a pause before saying what was muted, the most important point being the silencing itself. And the juxtaposition of the daffodil metaphor works perfectly – out of season but not out of place. There is a wonderful depth in having the first stanza descriptive, a painting, and the second the thoughts and emotions. Those final two lines are sublime. Can you tell I absolutely loved this one!?
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Let me just bask here in your lovely comment…
I can’t tell you how I appreciate your careful reading. I was trying to write a tanka, moving from image to inner thoughts, but my syllables were not cooperating. So I’m glad you could see those tanka-like parts.
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Yay! Definitely see that tanka-ish progression. Bask away 🙂 Truly lovely.
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Beautiful imagery. I really enjoyed the way your words flow together forming a rhyme, almost. We’ve had plenty of snow this way. A blizzard hit the east coast and seems we’re constantly under a winter storm advisory. Thank you for sharing this.
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Thanks for stopping by, and for your very kind words. Our snow is melting away today! Feels like spring.
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