Get Your Premium Membership

Arctic Seasoned Disguise

~ Winter breathes in sepia tones along a lonely two lane street divided amongst the sweeping frozen dunes now forced into shouldered amnesty Street lights shiver in snowcapped bonnets while sidewalks sleep ‘neath blankets of flittering flakes The air, frigidly crisp…moves of tiny chiffon sparkles dancing Rooftops, plump and soft, show off their frosted padding as evergreens find alabaster fingers tickling their branches in chilled teasings and frozen dustings Footprints, once there are gone, covered and recovered again all evidence of life is erased beneath pearl clouded skies and faint outlines of distant thoughts White on black stripes drape in glacial wanderings spanning the slush of asphalt weavings in straight line piercings across the wintry landscape January reigns brutal, subzero ponderings swirl from high above the icebox wasteland, once brimming with color now opaque in its arctic seasoned disguise… ~ Written from memory…no winter here. : )

Copyright © | Year Posted 2020




Post Comments

Poetrysoup is an environment of encouragement and growth so only provide specific positive comments that indicate what you appreciate about the poem.

Please Login to post a comment

Date: 1/13/2020 11:24:00 PM
Chris, Well seasoned in this shining ice box poem. I enjoyed the fresh footsteps falling to faint outlines in the snow. -Richard
Login to Reply
Green Avatar
Chris Green
Date: 1/14/2020 7:26:00 AM
Thanks so very much Richard. I am thrilled you enjoy my memory based excursion into the snow of winter. : )
Date: 1/12/2020 10:36:00 PM
Very good memory! Lovely imagery! And a sneaky disguise... She's a diva no matter how she's dressed ;) I know many don't love winter, but you have shared the serenity that a fresh blanket of snow can offer when we allow it.
Login to Reply
Green Avatar
Chris Green
Date: 1/13/2020 8:47:00 AM
Thanks so very much my friend. I am happy you enjoyed my little look at winter (from a distance) : )
Date: 1/11/2020 6:33:00 PM
Reading your poetry is like looking through a monthly calendar of choice prize winning photographs. Your metaphors glisten with snow flake imagery that enchants! I love this. New year blessings Chris. xxoo
Login to Reply
Green Avatar
Chris Green
Date: 1/13/2020 8:46:00 AM
Thanks so very much my friend. What a nice thing to say to me. Your kind words are always a wonderful gift for me.
Date: 1/11/2020 2:10:00 PM
Oh my word. This is one of your best, in my opinion and very vivid memory. I love the snowcapped bonnets and the rooftops plump and soft. So much nice description! Excellent Chris :) A Fav.
Login to Reply
Green Avatar
Chris Green
Date: 1/13/2020 8:45:00 AM
Thank you Heidi. I appreciate all of the kindness you show me
Date: 1/11/2020 9:27:00 AM
You've written this in a refreshing change of pace. Two lines stand out to me for their artistic imagery: "Street lights shiver in snowcapped bonnets," and "as evergreens find alabaster fingers tickling their branches."
Login to Reply
Green Avatar
Chris Green
Date: 1/13/2020 8:45:00 AM
Thanks so very much Lin. I am thrilled you liked this one.
Date: 1/10/2020 3:57:00 PM
You probably have more "winter" than we do in Florida, but I love the amazing images you crafted in this lovely poem. (I recall walking during a snowfall and seeing the prints fill with snow as you described.) Missing winter! Hugs, carolyn
Login to Reply
Green Avatar
Chris Green
Date: 1/10/2020 4:09:00 PM
Thank you so very much Carolyn. Not much in South Texas but maybe a bit more than Southern Florida. :) Thanks for your kindness.
Date: 1/10/2020 12:28:00 PM
I liked this one a lot, although I dislike winter at least this one ain't so bad. Imagery is amazing, thanks for posting this beauty!
Login to Reply
Green Avatar
Chris Green
Date: 1/10/2020 12:54:00 PM
Thanks my friend. I appreciate your kind words.
Date: 1/10/2020 12:04:00 PM
Beautiful second verse and the imagery of erasing footprints! You are so good with imagery! You seem to study romance and nature! Wonderful!
Login to Reply
Green Avatar
Chris Green
Date: 1/10/2020 12:53:00 PM
Thanks so much Kim. I was never very good at studying but maybe. : )
Date: 1/10/2020 8:20:00 AM
Amazing! Expert your imagery is divine. Thank you for the compliment. It’s taken 5 years too learn and still learning from the experts like you,Tim,and Brenda
Login to Reply
Green Avatar
Chris Green
Date: 1/10/2020 8:30:00 AM
Thank you so very much Eve but I don't hold a candle to those two. I appreciate your visit and kind words.
Date: 1/10/2020 8:18:00 AM
Your descriptive imagery has a perfect permafrost memory, Chris. A very, very creative poem! LOVE every frostbitten written phrase, my dear friend. Antarctica cool poetry! Love and more love always.
Login to Reply
Green Avatar
Chris Green
Date: 1/10/2020 8:30:00 AM
Thanks so much Freddie for your kind words. I appreciate you taking the time to read and comment. Coming from one as talented as you, it means a lot
Date: 1/9/2020 6:34:00 PM
your memory makes the cold beautiful ... such imagery! - only one other poet made me want to delude myself to live in a winter landscape... I recall first seeing snow on a mountain in the middle of a New Zealand summer and i was so thrilled then years later driving in it and well, it was the kind of thrill I could have done without lol may your dreams sparkle ; good night :)
Login to Reply
Green Avatar
Chris Green
Date: 1/10/2020 8:15:00 AM
Thank you so very much Susan. I don't get much winter weather where I live now but where I grew up...winter was fun until you were old enough to have to work in it, drive in it and everything else that comes with no longer being a kid. Thank you again for taking the time to read my poem.
Date: 1/9/2020 6:26:00 PM
wow...you have quite a memory and an imagination... such vivid images are carefully painted through your words with such finesse...i felt as if i was there, amidst this winter landscape...Exquisite write Chris... this was brilliantly crafted... oh to be able to write like this...wow, just wow... Goodnight... hugs
Login to Reply
Green Avatar
Chris Green
Date: 1/10/2020 8:13:00 AM
Thank you Sandy for always being so kind to me. I know I can always count on you to stop by and leave words that make me smile. Thank you for reading my poem.