Music Of The Spheres
Sounds Of The First Frost
like bird nests, in hibernation, silence settles in my ears
steepening my senses, to celestial music of the spheres
a changing of the season's, adopting new optical lenses,
the air billows as it's changing form, filling up my senses
vapored dew reborn, with hints of anthropomorphous
the stiffened form of new frost, as it slowly stretches cross'
any surface offered, glistening as the ground sighs breaths release
secret phonation whispers in the air, expose vibrations on repeat
the earth awaiting slumber, in the snow tipped grassy gloss
covering her meekness with the sounds of the first frost
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A/N
"Music of the spheres" is a philosophical concept that the celestial bodies in the cosmos produce a cosmic melody through their orbital movements
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Definitions of anthropomorphous:
adjective: suggesting human characteristics for animals or inanimate things
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Phonation is the production of sound by the vibration of the vocal folds, which happens when air from the lungs passes through the larynx
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Comments (3)
Gorgeous imagery and descriptions!
What a great vocabulary lesson at the end. This poem is perfect in catching the feeling of the first frost. I could feel the cold. Great job.
such a beautiful way to describe the colder air blowing in. it's awesome.