Window Painting

Ice
Swirls
Freezing
Cold patterns
On opaque window
Panes during colder winter nights
Delight young children who draw designs blowing warm breath
Until the hot sun melts the friezes, erasing their simple artistic endeavors.

written October 31, 2021
Copyright © | Year Posted 2021

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Krutsinger Avatar
November 1, 2021 at 10:37 AM
I am totally not familiar with this form, but you have done a fine job showing it off.
Hankins Avatar
November 1, 2021 at 11:16 AM
Caren, you should check it out and give it a try. I think it would lend itself to your gifts. Each line is the sum of the syllables in the previous two lines, i.e. 1, 1, 2, 3, 5, 8, 13, 21....and that's about as far as you can go!
Skelly Avatar
November 1, 2021 at 9:52 AM
I see Jack Frost has been breathing ice on window panes, nice...Delice
Hankins Avatar
November 1, 2021 at 9:56 AM
Not quite yet, Delice, but I know he is going to visit real soon.
Fowler Avatar
October 31, 2021 at 5:29 PM
Quite a nice write in a new form for me Milt. This alsobrings back memories of creating those friezes as a child. :) Wondrous imagining! Linda
Hankins Avatar
October 31, 2021 at 6:02 PM
Thank again, Linda. I do appreciate your reads and your thoughtful comments.
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