Fragile, smokey, winter
mist,
scattering on to pine
trees,
winter grains through
summer sift,
on hills, valleys below
spreading freeze:
Spreading freeze as
summer sift,
winter mist on pine trees.
From clouds it descends
down,
gluing to every pine
needle,
surroundings wear a white
gown,
the chill sounds a bit
feeble:
White gown
descends down,
softly on to pine
needles.
Summer colours fade away,
into rivulets they wash
afar,
now, a grey slate lay,
sprinkling icy crystal
stars:
Rivulets take
colours away,
from the sky
fall as stars.
A misty cap covers the
forest,
milky way over the paths,
a beautiful heavenly
adornment,
different ways it charts:
Milky way on paths
and forest,
decorates the divine
art.
Inverted Refrain: Created by Jan Turner.
Four six-line stanzas. 24 lines total.First
two lines make a statement. Next two lines extract meaning.Last two lines are
the inverted refrain and are an indented couplet.The rhyme scheme is a-b-a-b
for the first four lines.Lines #5 and #6 are the inverted refrain. a-b or b-a.
7 comments:
Such a lovely song in my heart after reading your beautiful poetry!
Lovely words...so beautiful..♥
I love the mist and sift of this. I once wrote a poem about the drape of snowy fog as a veil over winter's wedding vow.
I like exotic form poems. You did nicely here, Vandana. The first cold spell always has a bit of magic. We have ours sans the snow here. Once in about ten years we have it.
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Lovely ...
Happy New Year ...
Such a wonderfully atmospheric poem. k.
What a beautiful photo to accompany your words. Winter does have its own colors, though they tend to be muted.
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