18 January: dVerse Winter

AI digital art: village snow scene, children ice skating, in the style of Bruegel.
image and poem ©Misky 2023

A Black Bare Twig

I am whiteness and droning drear,
woolly and wet,
a slipped cold mask,
a drumming ear.

Huddle ’round your woodburners,
seek that whirring fan
of warmth against your skin.

Garb your hat and scarf and socks.
I am the ice underfoot,
your skates cut
and track my spine, your

children embed me with laughter.
I am a dark galaxy,
winter’s chariot.
Gather ’round your lamp,

and hang a kettle o’r the fire.
I am winter, rising cold
from the sunken depths.
I am that black, bare twig.

written for dVerse Poets “A Blizzard of the Self” and Linda Hill’s JusJoJan for 18 January. AI Digital Art is mine and created using Midjourney’s bot (v4). Image and poem ©Misky 2023 Shared on Twitter #amwriting @midjourney @LindaGHill @dversepoets

16 responses to “18 January: dVerse Winter”

  1. Beautifully done. I like the way your poem comes full circle! You have described January winter very well!


  2. Perfect prompt response, M. Salute!


  3. This is absolutely swoon-worthy, Misky! Especially admire this part; “I am a dark galaxy, winter’s chariot.
    Gather ’round your lamp, and hang a kettle o’r the fire.” Thank you so much for adding your voice to the prompt ❤️❤️

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    1. Thanks for prompt. I enjoyed it.


  4. I love the personification… that bare twig is a perfect conclusion


  5. I love the string of meaningful personifications. The last line, especially.


  6. This is beautiful. Xo

    Liked by 1 person

  7. Great symmetry in the ending ❤️


  8. You perfected January with a powerful poem!

    Liked by 1 person

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