Rooted
Off in the distance is a grove of trees,
so bare and far away. Ice clings to the twigs,
while a good natured wind laughs in
the branches. Each sentinel tree is standing,
calm and confident. Silently rooted in
broad smudges of winter snow.
Written for dVerse Poets, Quadrille (44 words sans title) #130 including the word “smudge”. Hottest day of the year today, so I’m dreaming of cold weather and snow. Shared with #APoemADay on Twitter ©Misky 2021 Image is from WikiArt (Fair Usage)
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23 responses to “dVerse Quadrille 130 “smudge””
Subtle but powerful use of prompt, Misky. Salute!
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Striking winter imagery. I specially like the sounds in this line: good natured wind laughs.
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Great images Mish! Winter really does create a lot of smudges on the landscape! I love your poem with the trees laughing in the good natured wind!
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I love tree poems and this one is delightful, Misky. I love the good-natured wind laughing in the branches.
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Exquisite photo. As hot as it has been, to shift to cold thoughts has to give some relief. I see your poem as a powerful metaphor also.
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“a good natured wind”
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Quite beautiful.
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So lovely. Reminds me of a nearby park after a good ice storm. I never really miss our winters but the beauty of the trees covered in snow and ice can be a wonderland.
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Great prompt. Thank you.
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I love the idea of ‘good natured wind’ laughing through the trees. A beautifully smudged winter scene!
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Beginning to enjoy the lovely sunshine, and then you send shivers down my spine!😂
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Well bless me, but it was 29° here yesterday, I have a stiff neck from sleeping with the window open, and Mr Misky is at the paracetamol bottle claiming his back is knackered. All is not well in Sussex. 😂
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Oh dear. Poor old Mr M. Please remember that men’s health is always a dozen times more serious than women’s.😂
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Sometimes I reckon he has the pain threshold of a squeaky toy, but no matter – he’s the absolute best.
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🤣🤣Laughing aloud, and glad to hear it!
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Lovely!
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I really like how the “smudges” flowed so naturally in this poem and were not the main point. Lovely, Misky!
❤
David
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Thank you, David. ❤️
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Well done! Attributing human qualities to nature always works for me. 😉
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I am not tired of summer yet… please let it be a while until I have to walk with cold wet feet.
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🙂 Very thoughtless of me.
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😉
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Lovely ekphrastic poem – I particularly like your good-natured wind.
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