Paulette Calasibetta Poet Verse

Winter Wear

Trees abandoned from their leaves
                              Wearing boughs of lichen sleeves
                               A blanket from the cold breeze
                            When the blustery north wind teases







7/7/7/9 "Lind30" Form developed by Robert Lindley

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Maurice Rigoler January 22, 2022 at 12:06 PM As a New Englander this gave me a chill! Good one. / Maurice Paulette Calasibetta January 22, 2022 at 12:20 PM Hi Maurice, Chilly indeed. Glad you enjoyed it. :) Paulette

Debra L Brown January 15, 2022 at 1:25 PM Nicely Written.....Debra Paulette Calasibetta January 15, 2022 at 1:49 PM Thank you Debra~ :)Paulette

Robert Gorelick January 15, 2022 at 1:18 PM Sterling imagery enjoyed Paulette Calasibetta January 15, 2022 at 1:48 PM Thank you Robert. :)Paulette

Heidi Sands January 15, 2022 at 1:16 PM Great one Paulette. Love the 1st line too :) Paulette Calasibetta January 15, 2022 at 1:48 PM Thank you Heidi. :)Paulette

Scott Thirtyseven January 14, 2022 at 4:28 PM Even in the midst of summer, I can feel this. Well penned. Paulette Calasibetta January 15, 2022 at 1:49 PM You must be in Australia? Well, now you can have the best of both worlds~the feeling of winter in the middle of summer....LOL :)Paulette

Mystic Rose Rose January 14, 2022 at 3:34 PM Trees abandoned from their leaves, you don't just write poetry my friend, you live it, lol, Love love love it, xo

Anil Deo January 13, 2022 at 4:36 AM First line is simply brilliant. Enjoyed poem. Shalom shalom Paulette Calasibetta January 13, 2022 at 5:02 AM Again, Anil Thank you....glad you enjoyed this Lind30 as well. As you can tell from my poems the winter inspires me. Blessings, Paulette

Harry Horsman January 12, 2022 at 11:42 PM Wonderful picture Poetry. Paulette, one is there. Paulette Calasibetta January 13, 2022 at 5:06 AM Winter offers an amazing landscape ~ glad I could deliver ~ you have the best of both worlds, living in summer and experiencing winter through poetry. Blessings, Paulette

Marshall Iftekhar Ahmed January 11, 2022 at 4:45 PM Winter wear of the trees! Such a skillful imagery! but may i ask, for the accurate rhyming, shouldn't "teases" be "tease" with breeze? I don't think its grammatically incorrect or is it? Thanks - Marshall. Paulette Calasibetta January 11, 2022 at 4:50 PM I think you are right~ teases is a bit awkward~ Thanks for stopping by to comment and I am glad you enjoyed the imagery! :)Paulette

M. L. Kiser January 11, 2022 at 2:48 PM Oh, nicely crafted! Robert has indeed sparked creativity with his "Lind30" Paulette Calasibetta January 11, 2022 at 4:51 PM Thanks M.L.~ glad you enjoyed it. And yes, Robert has sparked my creativity. :)Paulette

Robert Lindley January 11, 2022 at 12:32 PM "A grand painting as winter, its old garments shed. Aroused from darken stupor, its frigid bed. To blast like a windmill and send us its sad moans. Nary a concern cracklings of wee little stones." You gifted us a winter scene that speaks of its powers. It earthen purpose in being! A fav... God bless.. Paulette Calasibetta January 11, 2022 at 4:52 PM Ah! And I love your poetic (comment) piece~clever imagery that speaks volumes! Blessings, Paulette

Sotto Poet January 11, 2022 at 9:45 AM Winter tragedies are described in a magnificent rhyme, yet we must adapt to the conditions. One week is terrific, the next is dreadful. Paulette Calasibetta January 11, 2022 at 9:51 AM Thanks for stopping by Lasaad~yes, mother nature is quite fickle, we just go with the flow and put our poetic craft to paper. :) Paulette

Victor Buhagiar January 11, 2022 at 9:24 AM And what a tease winter is. One week is beautiful, one terrible. We go with the weather. Paulette Calasibetta January 11, 2022 at 9:53 AM The winter does offer us a time to pause~not to "smell the roses" but to reconnect and savor them. :)Paulette