As the moon sings a final aria
Silver notes
On a freshly fallen snow
Clouds float westward
Swaying like a gospel choir
Evergreens hum softly
Maple and oak branches
Drum beats in the cold air
A doe lifts her head
As the sun sings
Gold notes
A crescendo of life
Soaring ever higher
Mixing with silver
On a freshly fallen snow
C.M. Jackson 2010
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17 comments:
Lovely image of a new snow ..one that make you appreciate the beauty of winter...bkm
bkm---I am trying to embrace the season;-) the cold winds will be bringing snow soon enough---c
The image gave me that feeling of twilight - entering a new dawn as well. Bravo - a crescendo of life... mixing with silver... great line.
'clouds swaying like a gospel choir' ... love the imagry. I could also see the beginning of sunlight in Willow's photo.
the sun sings a beautiful image across that fresh fallen snow...
Ah, yes, that baritone moon!
(uber cool header pic!)
"As the noon sings a final aria" - beautiful
As gloomy as my haiku was for this photo prompt, your poem is sublime! It really lifted my spirits. I think it is a lovely thing.
Your profile is interesting. I noted that you love Casablanca. Not to be self-promoting, but you may enjoy my post about the movie and a vintage postcard. It was just last week right here!
What a delicate morning vision. You paint a beautiful image CM. Thanks for stopping by my take on the prompt.
jhon--thank you glad you heard the music!
helen--glad you liked that image --I am mesmerized by clouds ..best c
brian--always need the sun when we are talking snow...;-)
Tess---now if we add Sting's tenor oh la la;-)
bee-thanks for the kind words
And a chorus of applause.
Bravo!
That's absolutely lovely. I really like the extended metaphor, and you are a virtuoso with it! Thanks for visiting my piece as well. Cheers -Mary
That's absolutely lovely. I really like the extended metaphor, and you are a virtuoso with it! Thanks for looking at my piece as well. Cheers. -Mary
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