White, white, white and snowy bright
The snowscape piled high last night.
Winter wrapped its evening show
With spread-on-thick, wet, wondrous snow.
Today will bounce reflected light
From sad-cloud gray to spot-on white.
Linked to dVerse Meeting the Bar Impressionism hosted by Björn.
Linked to crow’s March 2017 Open Mic.
Photo by the author
This is wonderful… love the repetition.. and you are right, that some days are just a shade of white… got me thinking of a whiter shade of pale.
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I am glad you liked it. I wasn’t sure it if fit the impressionist theme. Thanks!
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This too also put me in mind of a Whiter Shade of Pale. From sad-clad gray to spot-on white…I like the repetition of white…it adds to this wonderful white poem.
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I remember the Procol Harum song. I am glad you liked the repetition of white. I worried that might be overdone. Thanks!
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Nope. It also puts me in mind of Edgar Allen Poe. And no one ever gets tired of his repetition!
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Smooth clean white is beautiful especially in the sun. Winter certainly put on a show.
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Yes, it was beautiful recently although unexpected. Thanks, Janice!
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Nice!
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Thank you!
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You’re welcome!
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I love the repetition and the evening show of wondrous show – we are expecting snow here tonight as well :o)
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The snow we had recently was rather nice although it is not what I expected this time of year.
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Well “painted”! 😉
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Thank you, Candy! A white on white with a bit of gray.
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Snow! My longing and desire. But so pretty here in the cold morning. This was a lovely description that made me yearn for snow. Lovely picture painted in my mind!
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Usually the first snow in autumn is the one I like the best, but the one that fell recently was very peaceful and deep. I am glad you liked it.
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Even better than reading your poem is listening to it! In my world we only had enough snow to discourage blooming daffodils and forsythia, and insult budding trees!
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I am glad you liked the audio version. Snow is an insult to budding trees. I hope they aren’t damaged. Thanks!
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Indeed, snow is wondrous, in all its colors from snowfall to slush.
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Snow can be quite beautiful. In the heat of the summer, I’ll be looking forward to it.
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I can see that reflected snow white light at night too ~ Lovely reading Frank ~
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Snow does brighten up the night. Thank you, Grace!
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White is such an important element of impressionism and you worked with it so well. The rhyme and repetition makes me think this should be published in a volume for little ones.
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I was thinking of it as a children’s poem when writing it, praising snow. Thanks, Victoria!
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Snow is bland as yogurt, ready to take on the hue of all that touch it. I see that a huge swath of the east coast is suffering of winter’s arrogant last blasts. You may have it.
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We got some of that snow. The east coast I suspect had a deeper snowfall. Thanks, Glenn!
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So simple and clean. Really enjoyed this, Frank.
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Thank you, Jane!
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You have captured the whiteness of the snow ~a sense of innocence in a way.
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Thank you. There is an innocence to snow now that you mention it.
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love the repetition and the use of colors! 🙂
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Thank you!
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You’ve painted on layers with your use of repetition, rhyme and hyphenated adjectives, Frank, and I too was reminded of ‘A Whiter Shade of Pale’!
I love the lines: ‘The snowscape piled high last night’ and ‘From sad-cloud gray to spot-on white’.
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I also liked those lines the best. The hyphenated adjectives came from wondering what people are going to do who want to use all the words and we are past the 44th quadrille.
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🙂
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Today will bounce reflected light
From sad-cloud gray to spot-on white.
How beautiful and pure it would have turned to. Great wordcraft Frank!
Hank
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Thank you, Hank!
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White on white is all white with me Frank. Love the flow of this and the use of repetition.
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I like how you put that! Thanks!
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Really love this poem. Gave me such a remembrance of Robert Frost’s work! Kudos
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Thank you! I am glad it reminded you of Robert Frost.
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Your poem tells me that nature is the best impressionist there is (and rightly so). 🙂
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Yes, she is. Thank you!
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I enjoyed a second read. The hyphenated words are interesting and really add to the wondrous rhythm.
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They seemed a little strange to me at first, but I kind of like hyphenating them now. Thank you!
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Snow has a way of purifying the world and hiding our marks. Nicely wrought.
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Thank you, Roslyn! Snow does hide our marks as if it is purifying them.
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Great sound and rhythm to this one!
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Thank you! I am glad you liked it.
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I like the reflected light and the white out effect wrapping around everything. That’s right you just had snow storms, do you walk in the snow? Big hug!
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We just had a snow storm. I do walk in the snow wearing an insulated boot, but usually it is only to the library. However, when I lived in Maine I pruned apple trees in the winter and this required snow shoes since the snow was very deep especially in the drifts. It was peaceful work except for all of our chattering.
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Sounds very peaceful. Winter is so quiet.
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The cadence is such a treat… And the poem, as a whole, has helped to look at the snow covering our streets without glaring too much. This is lovely.
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I am glad the poem made the snow you are probably deep in more enjoyable. Thank you!
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Your words create a beautiful warm glow from cold icy snow.
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Thank you, Rasz!
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WeLL.. my FriEnd.. Frank..
Spot on White.. a State of
Weather iN a State of Flowers
i must move all the way back
to the Storm of the
Century
in ’93
to A
memory
oN the Ides
of March 13th..
and before that in
’72 and ’73 back in
years where some were
frightened an Ice Age was
coming again.. and yes.. i agree
Spot on White is an excellent metaphor
for the change from Sad Grey Clouds with my
Favorite pArt oF Clearest Azure sKeYes of crystal dry
air and the
sNow is
surELy
MaGiC
when it comes
separated by decades
of Novelty.. noW iN a world
wHere HDTV and the Internet
often supersEEds the Magic of Nature unleashed…
Nice to see you on the dVerse tRail.. looks like i’LL
only make two stops.. here and Glenn’s place for now..:)
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I’ve seen heavier snow falls than what we had recently, but it was relatively calm and deep which made it pleasant. I was trying to express my wonder: what seemed like depressing gray clouds were able to produce such optimistic white snow. Thanks for the comment!
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My pleasure.. FriEnd..
Snow truly is
Magical to me..:)
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