Michelle Faulkner Poet Dizain

Marking Time

The sky slid across a thinly iced sun
As clouds collided amid piled up heaps
Painting noses pink, where powdered breath spun
Webs of frost surrounding when minutes creep
On skittish feet, wary of time’s upkeep
When their passion’s reckless young Romeos
Discard stoic gray for flashy road shows
What impatient eyes fail to calculate...
A serene gleaned as the wisdom of snow
Lands quiet, where wounded hopes hibernate.

1/03/21

N/A in Just Thinkin contest
Sponsor: John Lawless
judged 1/05/21

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Sam Kauffman May 5, 2021 at 10:08 AM Michelle, every line is like looking at the masterpieces in a museum, my friend - richly painted, a seasoning of witty humor of the "pink noses!" This is masterfully crafted with depth. So happy to see it on the winner's list! All the best dear friend! Michelle Faulkner May 10, 2021 at 1:34 PM Thank you again for your encouraging comments, my friend!

William Kelii Kekaula May 3, 2021 at 7:31 PM An amazing achievement, Michelle, I thoroughly enjoyed the plainness of your words that pulls the whole into a powerful message, my gratitude for your participation, and my compliments on your well-deserved placement my friend, Aloha! Michelle Faulkner May 10, 2021 at 1:33 PM Thank you for the kind comment, and the placement in your contest, appreciate it very much~

Sigrid Ermine April 17, 2021 at 3:45 PM I completely concur with Sam. Your surreal premise grabs readers, forces us to step into the icy, stark, melancholy setting. Second line, - spinning breath opens poem with wonder and truth. Haunting and bright, deservedly a Top Winner, beautiful in its own essence. Michelle Faulkner April 18, 2021 at 12:22 PM You are so kind, thank you for such a lovely comment, Sigrid~

Sam Kauffman January 22, 2021 at 11:26 AM Amazing Michelle. You had me at the first line, "the sky slid across a thinly iced sun," followed by line upon line of poetic beauty in movement, images and depth. This is a fav for me. Congratulations on your first place win! More than well deserved. All the best my friend. You inspire me! Michelle Faulkner January 25, 2021 at 8:16 PM I find your poetry inspiring as well, hope you are staying safe, my friend~

Jennifer Proxenos January 13, 2021 at 1:52 AM I have always said that your poetry is deeply and profoundly superb. your talent enables you to enter a realm of poetry few have discovered - Wonderful write. Hugs and blessings, Jennifer. Michelle Faulkner January 13, 2021 at 12:22 PM Your comment is a ray of sun to my gray day today, so thank you for that!

Quoth Theraven January 7, 2021 at 11:27 PM Michelle, May hope recover. 'The sky slid across a thinly iced sun'., fascinating. -Richard Michelle Faulkner January 10, 2021 at 6:56 PM Now I think of winter as the season to recover and recuperate (and from my husband's illness I have learned it takes as long as it takes)

Gershon Wolf January 7, 2021 at 8:38 PM You dazzle me with your command of the language, as you embed image within haunting image, bringing it all to a stark denouement. Bravo, Michelle! Warmest wishes always, Gershon Michelle Faulkner January 10, 2021 at 6:55 PM And you dazzle me with your generous encouragement, gw, and I am a great fan of yours too - hope you have a warm winter!

Rico Leffanta January 4, 2021 at 11:17 AM Just thinkin' - is your husband named, "Mark"? Aloha! Rico Michelle Faulkner January 10, 2021 at 6:53 PM No but I did have one of those ill advised summer romances - a long long time ago! - with someone named Mark - a fond memory but best left in the past~

Susan Lawrence January 4, 2021 at 8:52 AM Michelle, So beautiful..mysterious..romantic and melancholy all in one. I love "where wounded hopes hibernate." So many nuances and intimately detailed moments in time! Thank you for this . Susan Michelle Faulkner January 10, 2021 at 6:52 PM Thank you for your kind words, Susan, they made me smile!

Regina Mcintosh January 4, 2021 at 3:39 AM Wow... love it. God Bless you Michelle Faulkner January 10, 2021 at 6:51 PM Appreciate it, thank you, Regina~

John Watt January 4, 2021 at 12:01 AM I like the skating imagery of the first line, really creative. Also webs of frost. Mostly I like the thought of wounded hopes convalescing in a hibernation of wise and serene snow, the antithesis of flashy Romeos. Brilliant... I predict a wonderful placement for this. I wish I could write this way. Warmly ~ John Michelle Faulkner January 10, 2021 at 6:50 PM Maybe it's because I'm older but I find winter more welcome than in my younger years, I appreciate the quiet and calm more - it seems it wasn't right for this particular contest but your generous compliment is win enough for me :)