Debbie Guzzi Poet Free verse

Contrary Kisses

Snow fell in dollops, in kite like laziness
too wet to stay white except in the margins.
The contrary air kisses each flake
melting each heart of ice.
Bittersweet the temperature falls.
Teardrops cling to greedy braches
reminiscent of hand stitched jewels
on a queen's gown.
The matted margin of lingering grass
crisps like spun sugar
snow flakes on the lash of night.

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Dane Ann Smith-Johnsen January 31, 2010 at 2:34 PM This imagery is perfect. The words flow with a whimsical flavor. Deborah, you've got me hooked on words like these. Beautiful! Lovingly, Dane Ann

Matthew Miles January 23, 2010 at 5:21 AM How beautiful that you see all this when it snows. I just go mental & throw myself in it, ha. This is a really pretty poem. Lovely, thank you. Matt <3

Olajide Adelana January 20, 2010 at 10:53 PM I read this poem at first, it gave me chills. I love it, this goes to my favs

Tim Ryerson January 19, 2010 at 5:12 PM Wow Deb...Every line a true gem! Love the aliteration too...I wish it would snow down here! - Tim

Jared Pickett January 18, 2010 at 10:08 AM Wonderful poem friend... Keep up all your good work....:JP]

Carol Sunshine Brown January 18, 2010 at 9:59 AM Thank you for sharing a piece of your heart with us today in your poetry Deborah. Wishing you a wonderful week full of inspiration. Love, Carol

Sara Kendrick January 18, 2010 at 5:06 AM Very descriptive and expressive write in this one. The use of contrary here is very interesting. Keep the creative pen flowing. Sara

Brian Strand January 17, 2010 at 11:24 PM Thank you for your welcome blog comments today Debbie.Rgds Brian

Andrea Dietrich January 17, 2010 at 7:29 PM Delightful, Deborah .you are offically now a fav poet for me!! Luv, andrea

Ravindra K Kapoor January 17, 2010 at 6:36 PM Beautiful sketch of falling snow and temperature in a very lucid style, while taking care of the hand stitched jewels on the queen's gown. Lovely and Thanks a lot for your comments on my long poem The Boatman's Song. I will read your suggested poems as well soon. with best wishes and love Ravindra

Margaret Foster January 17, 2010 at 6:27 PM beautiful, beautiful imagery, I can feel the nippy frosty air. I love the 'dollops'. thank you for your kind comments on my efforts, and yes I am familiar with the work of the great Rabbie Burns whose day is celebrated next week on the 25th....Margaret

Carrie Richards January 17, 2010 at 6:21 PM Snow flakes on the lash of night.....that line is too amazing (I want to steal it and claim it's mine!! :) LOL!

Doris Culverhouse January 17, 2010 at 4:25 PM very pretty, snow is pretty, still haven't gotten enough to sled in this year. only a little dusting, mostly sleet.

Audrey Haick January 17, 2010 at 3:26 PM Beautiful, Deborah!! Great imagery down to the minute details!! Awesome! Peace and love, Audrey

James Fraser January 17, 2010 at 2:42 PM Such a lovely write Deborah, a joy to read >> James

Gert W. Knop January 17, 2010 at 1:48 PM Great, appreciate your wors, Deborah! "Teardropd cling to greedy braches!!! And thank you for your comment on Out in the Blue...Gert