Serene Snow Morning In Ireland

Hushed morning.....
A winter scene from my bedroom window
of soft pearled fields sloping to the sea
Rose hips, blood red with white frosting
Naked branches as snow falls from bough to bough
Pale melon sun shines, as a thaw struggles in

A steel grey sky mirrors a stilled ocean
Shadows of Spruce elongate the milk carpet
Pistachio ivy clings to the tree trunks 
freezing fog lingers, the feeble sun waning
as a blackbird hops, mirabelle beak pecking
Copyright © | Year Posted 2011

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Beck Avatar
January 23, 2011 at 5:22 AM
wow.."soft pearled fields"....."thaw struggles in".....marvellous imagery...where do yo u get these gems ?! excellent poetry...Syd
Haick Avatar
January 7, 2011 at 3:00 PM
Had to come back to enjoy another one of your beautiful, soothing poems before soup closes down for repairs or something. I love this one, too! Replying to soupmail shortly. Hope you're taking part in these contest, Eiken. Some are challenging but much fun! Always, Audrey"
Omaidin Avatar
January 7, 2011 at 9:13 AM
Amazing piece of writing, you have a unique talent in picking colours to describe nouns - it runs right through your poetry. I noted you wrote recently about the rabbit burrows and I assumed you were Waterford. Yes indeed i am also a native of urbs intacta. Regards, Déirdre
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