This Wondrous Night
My thoughts are spiraling this wondrous night
like brilliant fireflies or like soaring birds.
They whirl into a sky grown nearly white;
then - feathery - they flutter down as words.
As softly as the snow now fills the sky,
my thoughts are spiraling this wondrous night.
I've loosed my mind to see where it might fly,
and artistry appears like starry light.
How heavenly when fancy takes its flight!
I watch as snowflakes faster, faster swirl.
My thoughts are spiraling this wondrous night.
Out on the snow I go to dance and twirl.
Snow reflecting lights of my fair city,
creating imagery so rare and bright,
leaves me breathless! What could be more pretty?
My thoughts are spiraling this wondrous night.
Written and posted by Andrea Dietrich on March 27, 2014
Now used for the Structured verse - Iambic forms contest of Giorgio A. V.
(note: stanza four is not perfect iambic pentameter due to my trying to keep a
ten syllable count when using the two syllable words at the end of lines one
and three of that stanza)
Copyright © Andrea Dietrich | Year Posted 2014
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