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11/18/2017 12:10:07 AM

Carol Davis
Posts: 7
From my bay window, each pane holds my small world
window leaks anticipation out and in this glassy casement
here seasons show their multi-colored faces in a whisper

Trees liberated from weight of their leaves, I eavesdrop...
wintertime's snowflakes tint my windows with glacial frost
a cold paralysis edges over my fingers

All that is past…
my windowpanes grow then shrink conditionally
wintry days take flight under my breath
for now, spring passion comes bursting as beautiful tableaus.

Oh look,
squirrel flashes up toward his nest hidden in oak verdancy
he carries a corn cob to eat
does it taste of salt and melted butter?

A bird house on the nearby maple feeds my feathery neighbors
don’t tell-- the cardinals are hatching three crimson chicks
listen, the chirp, chirp, chirp... a natural but alluring annoyance

Newly mown bouquet of grass wafts into my room
this essence returns me to a time eating warm rhubarb pie
while watching Grandpa mow our lawn

April showers bring an array of wonderment
a pretty teen girl walks under her bright paisley umbrella
of course, matching raincoat and galoshes… such fun to see

My goodness… alertalert... feline at six o’clock anticipating
cardinals to take wing for worms; feline slithers toward chicks
what a clever bird... he swoops down squawking at the cat.

Life leaps out at me now, casting shadows
no matter--if you are out and about,
come size up the earth
through my window.


Carol Davis



edited by macee97 on 11/18/2017
edited by macee97 on 11/18/2017
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11/18/2017 12:14:49 AM

Carol Davis
Posts: 7
the font is larger than the one I use so the lines do not end where I have them in the poem
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11/19/2017 5:32:44 PM

Carol Davis
Posts: 7
Just wondering why no one has critiqued my poem?
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11/19/2017 7:13:02 PM

Bjorn Wastvedt
Posts: 4
I am no expert, but think your poem is great!
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11/20/2017 4:55:39 PM

Stephen Wilson-Floyd
Posts: 49
I like this better than "Snake 101". I very much like some of your phrases like "beautiful tableau" and "oak verdancy" and "paisley umbrella" both for sound and sense. Less strong are near cliches, in my opinion, like "feathery neighbors". If this were mine, I'd read it aloud a few times, it seems a bit "wordy". The length of line and line breaks seem to me somewhat arbitrary. Cut, cut, cut, there are some precious parts here. Again, in my opinion, I would end it sooner, not put too fine a point on it. Let the poem end with the nice images ringing in the readers' ears without explaining the obvious. Best wishes!
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