Frosted Waking
A poem about rising early and walking out into the first frost of Winter
The dawn is only still to us,
But birds are on another schedule,
Orchestrated fireworks of sound
To greet one, lone wanderer.
*
The first kiss of menthol air flows down my throat
And dragon plumes escape my lips
Further kisses blooming red,
Softly burning cheeks and nose.
*
An audience arises in a world
Swathed with gossamer white
Crisp diamonds on the grass,
A thousand frozen blades
Glistening and twinkling,
The satisfying crunch
As I wade my way through
Adds to the music of the morning.
*
The spider’s web reveals
Her complex tapestry,
Where yesterday I might never have noticed.
Now every surface sparkles
And every gnarl on every trunk
Stands out as if to speak.
*
Everything bewitched
And for another breath,
The very clock stands still,
Frozen.
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Nice
Crisp diamonds on the grass, a thousand frozen blades. Beautiful imagery. Nicely Done!!!
Gorgeous imagery! Especially enjoyed these vivid lines: "And dragon plumes escape my lips / Further kisses blooming red, / Softly burning cheeks and nose." Really captured all the senses. Congrats!
Congratulations on Runner Up - Well Deserved!!
Congratulations 🏆♦️♦️♦️♦️♦️♦️
Congratulations! "Bewitched," I love it! You bring magic to the first frost.
Congratulations 🤩… whimsical. I especially like the vivid portrayal of Frost!: “ But birds are on another schedule, Orchestrated fireworks of sound To greet one, lone wanderer. * The first kiss of menthol air flows down my throat And dragon plumes escape my lips Further kisses blooming red, Softly burning cheeks and nose.”
Well written, congrats!
Wooohooooo congratulations on your win! 🎉💖🎊🎉💖🎊
Congratulations! I love frost crunching underfoot too.
For yesterday I might never have noticed. Well Done!!