Winter Hues

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Glossy on the snow-washed street,
winter continues
the sky is of rolling clouds, a thousand shades that range
from abalone to stone
as beech trees cry their last tears in the half-morning light—
here hope is ash coloured
yet the darkling sits, unperturbed;
and I wonder, if the snow loves it dearly?
I don’t have the slightest inkling about what happened
to my heart,
how it healed,
four-chambered muscular organ that sings: cardinal red
and emotionally scarred.
Perhaps, it too is aware of mournful lyrics,
of how everything goes around,
of how it’s conducted.
I kissed the lips of the cold surrounding me,
              qualms blurred.

If winter can be formidable then why can’t we?

 

 

Photo credits: Trisha Adams, Winter Color Series 12″x6″ oil, Pinterest

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Comments

  1. Great use of colour in this poem, Sanaa, and stunning imagery, especially the sky ‘a thousand shades that range from abalone to stone’, ash coloured hope, and the lines:
    ‘Perhaps, it too is aware of mournful lyrics,
    of how everything goes around’
    and
    ‘I kissed the lips of the cold surrounding me,
    qualms blurred.’
    We are formidable, Sanaa, we just don’t know it yet.

    1. Sanaa says:

      Thank you so much, my dearest Kim 😀 so glad the poem resonated with you 💄❤️

  2. Ingrid says:

    I simply love this, Sanaa – it’s very hard to pick out favourite lines:
    ‘a thousand shades that range
    from abalone to stone’ is such an evocative image, but when you go on to describe the heart as:
    ‘four-chambered muscular organ that sings: cardinal red
    and emotionally scarred.’ that’s just perfect! And then you’re final, defiant question. I agree with Kim: we can be and we are!

    1. Sanaa says:

      Awww gosh! Thank you so much, Ingrid 😀 so glad you enjoyed it! 💄❤️

  3. Oh, this is beautiful, Sanaa! I love how the
    ” beech trees cry their last tears in the half-morning light—
    here hope is ash coloured,” and how the poem then moves from contemplating nature, to the narrator’s heart.
    That final question is so poignant! ❤️

    1. Sanaa says:

      Thank you so much, Merril 😀 so glad you liked it 💄❤️

      (and thank you for the glorious prompt) 🌹

  4. Bjorn Rudberg says:

    I so love the way you make winter come alive with colors and kissing the cold. I do love the brightness of snow.

    1. Sanaa says:

      Thank you so much, Bjorn 😀 so glad the poem resonated with you 💄❤️

  5. What a wonderful poetic journey you’ve given us! I like the inclusiveness of the beech, the ash and the darkling. So many compelling word pictures! Bravo

    1. Sanaa says:

      Thank you so much, Beverly 😀 so glad you enjoyed it 💄❤️

  6. Gillena Cox says:

    The poetess is deeply in touch with her surroundings
    “I kissed the lips of the cold surrounding me”
    Wonderfully penned Sanaa

    Much💖love

    1. Sanaa says:

      Thank you so much, Gillena 😀 so glad the poem resonated with you 💄❤️

      Much love back..

  7. Ricardo Andrade says:

    Like!

    1. Sanaa says:

      ❤️❤️❤️

  8. Jane Dougherty says:

    Lovely opening! Wonderful image;

    1. Sanaa says:

      Thank you so much, Jane 😀 so good to see you 💄❤️

  9. “Wonderfully-penned” indeed. An incredible piece, ringing with lovely words and striking imagery. Your poetics seem to strengthen weekly!

    1. Sanaa says:

      Awww gosh! Thank you so much, Glenn 😀 so glad you liked it 💄❤️

  10. Great stuff indeed, Sanaa. I could feel the cold.

    1. Sanaa says:

      Thank you so much, Ron 😀 so glad the poem and its images spoke to you 💄❤️

  11. “If winter can be formidable then why can’t we?” Brilliant

    1. Sanaa says:

      Thank you so much, Deborah 😀 so good to see you 💄❤️

  12. calmkate says:

    your imagery, the colours, the words all flow to make a very powerful poem with a timeless conclusion … loved every bit of this

    1. Sanaa says:

      Thank you so much, Kate 😀 so glad you enjoyed it 💄❤️

  13. love the strength. the hope. in each line. powerful closing, Sanaa!

    1. Sanaa says:

      Thank you so much, Rosemarie 😀 so glad you liked it 💄❤️

  14. Kerfe says:

    We do somehow manage to heal. Winter continues, but suddenly it will be spring again.

    1. Sanaa says:

      Definitely 😀 thanks for stopping by, Kerfe 💄❤️

    1. Sanaa says:

      ❤️❤️❤️

  15. Helen Dehner says:

    The images you gift us are always so beautiful … as are your words.

    1. Sanaa says:

      Thank you so much, Helen 😀 so good to see you 💄❤️

  16. So much emotion wrapped in a diverse array of color and a vibration. I like this line, “I kissed the lips of the cold surrounding me, qualms blurred.” This is our reality. And our challenge is to live it bravely and be “formidable.” 👊✨💯

    1. Sanaa says:

      Thank you so much, Tricia 😀 so glad you enjoyed it 💄❤️

  17. This is tender and strong all at once.
    “I don’t have the slightest inkling about what happened
    to my heart,
    how it healed,
    four-chambered muscular organ that sings: cardinal red
    and emotionally scarred’

    Then I love how you ended with that question.
    So good.

    1. Sanaa says:

      Thank you so much, Alicia 😀 so glad the poem resonated with you 💄❤️

  18. It’s dark and light suspense like a heartbreak of beauty.

    1. Sanaa says:

      Thank you so much, Colleen 😀 so glad you liked it 💄❤️

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