Blossoms On the Snow

(A Kyrielle Sonnet)

The tree stood trembling; red drops spilled
one Christmas day where one was killed.
Sweet daughter they would not see grow
left crimson blossoms on the snow.

What horror that their girl could be
slain senselessly beneath that tree
where every spring she loved to go
and blossoms fell, but not on snow.

The tree of which she’d grown so fond
dropped pearl white petals on a pond.
Oh, that it still were long ago
before were blossoms on the snow!

The tree stood trembling; red drops spilled
like cherry blossoms on the snow.
	
For the Second Chance Contest of Richard Lamoureux
WAs entered in the earlier Darker Side of Christmas contest
Copyright © | Year Posted 2010

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Cohen Avatar
February 18, 2020 at 8:35 PM
A hauntingly moving meld of beautiful and sad. Congrats.
Watt Avatar
February 17, 2020 at 12:50 PM
I love this hybrid of sonnet and kyrielle forms. Achingly beautiful and tragic. Congrats on your #1 for this write ~ John
Kauffman Avatar
February 17, 2020 at 11:02 AM
Andrea! Congratulations on your top placement! You captured the tragedy of this senseless crime so vividly. I love the contrast between red and white - crime and innocence. My heart is just aching.
Lamoureux Avatar
February 17, 2020 at 9:04 AM
Well done and congrats. Hugs Rick.
Horsman Avatar
November 25, 2012 at 3:48 PM
wow, this really is a saddie Andrea, yet written as only you can...it's a wonderful poem,, really is..
Skyles-Theoklapoet Avatar
December 7, 2010 at 3:05 PM
A well deserved 2nd place win.I got a 9th place I'm happy.Your friend Teresa
Brown Avatar
December 7, 2010 at 5:17 AM
Congratulations on your win Andrea in Constance's "Saddest Christmas Ever"contest. Love,Carol
Null Avatar
December 5, 2010 at 9:31 PM
Congrats, Andrea. I love the way this is written...Karla
Sweetheart Avatar
December 5, 2010 at 7:17 AM
Congrats Andrea on your big win in Constance's contest with this awesome entry and brilliant write my dear friend.. enjoy the top spot where the air is so rare for this rare beauty win..with luv..
Mehta Avatar
December 5, 2010 at 6:13 AM
Congratulations again and again for the well deserved second place in the contest, Andrea
Richards Avatar
December 4, 2010 at 5:46 PM
I thought this would do well....and of course it did!!! What a story that sings like a sad ballad...I can hear it made into a recording! :) Congratulations, Andrea! ~Love, Carrie
Devonshire Avatar
December 4, 2010 at 4:42 PM
Congratulations on taking second place, Andrea!! Love, Carolyn
La France Avatar
December 4, 2010 at 3:58 PM
Congratulations, Andrea on second place in my contest. I am so impressed with the kyreille and sonnet combination and the words are just so beautiful. I really must try writing one like this, you are an inspiration to all poets~~
Fillmore Avatar
December 2, 2010 at 1:47 PM
A whole new perspective on Christmas trees... very intriguing! Am sure you'll do well in the contest! My muse really did hear my plead for help and gently prodded until "Missing Poetry" appeared on the page:) This poem actually did come into being as a result of a challenge I'd set for myself! Have you ever heard of Magnetic poetry? If not, it's a set of words printed on magnets that you can use as prompts for poems...when stuck:) Used this to write "Missing Poetry" ! A new one going
Sweetheart Avatar
November 22, 2010 at 4:42 PM
SOUP MAIL.. Andrea ...
Villarosa Avatar
November 20, 2010 at 10:05 PM
Wow another superb write, Andrea. A kyrielle Sonnet for the blossoms on the snow. Always captivating with full force of a deep touch to emotions. Good luck to you on this contest. By the way, just want to answer your posed question to my poem: Holiday Home - I am here in a Middle East Country working as an OFW, where for a contract worker like me is allowed to go on vacation once a year (but it is a paid vacation with a take home one month salary pay) not bad. (^_^) Noel.
Freeman Avatar
November 20, 2010 at 11:45 AM
The second stanza melts especially well to gether in your Kyrielle Andrea. thanks for comments. Agape, Moses
Babcock Avatar
November 20, 2010 at 10:15 AM
That would be a very sad Christmas indeed. Reminds me of sad news we hear on the tv . Good luck on the contest. I am so behind in everything but can honestly say I am feeling much better . Darn cold up here right now. Luv Phyl
Malark Avatar
November 19, 2010 at 2:44 PM
Really strong words from such a good person. This is a really good poem. Thank you.
Skyles-Theoklapoet Avatar
November 19, 2010 at 1:50 PM
Oh so good but really sad but it's supposed to be huh.Thanks for your help with my poem"CHRISTMAS"it's a work in progress.Teresa
Falotico Avatar
November 19, 2010 at 10:31 AM
I agree with PD... so many sad stories on Xmas... this is well written a sure winner...With Love Michael
Sweetheart Avatar
November 19, 2010 at 8:19 AM
Just had gotten out of high school and married to the man of my dreams..at the time..haha.. and felt these words wanted to come out .. poetry was as big as luv was to me .. so my Mother encouraged me to write it down.. glad u enjoyed luv.. wishing u a most happy weekend..with lots of luv my friend..
Shango Avatar
November 19, 2010 at 8:14 AM
Such a sad recall, and out of this you caused so a beautiful legend to be born. Well done!
Peranteau Avatar
November 18, 2010 at 4:00 AM
Oh, this is really hard to swallow Andrea...this should do quite well in Constance's contest ! Great write, the depth alone makes this write magnetic ! much love, james
K. Avatar
November 17, 2010 at 10:30 PM
sweet dreams to you ;) me am outta here too as well have to do some errands-- aack not yet done with commenting see you later maybe :) -- hugs
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