Nature's Design
A "Sound of First Frost" Challenge Entry

Brisk air breezes through the first winter’s frost laden dew
While ice infused wind whispers, crackling the leaves on cue
Winter creeps forth in abundance this early wintry morn
Covering the grasses with the frost of its ice encrusted scorn
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Squirrels scurry about in search of buried berries and nuts
As deer lurk behind frozen limbs - staying hidden is a must
Still, small footprints break through fragile layers of thin ice
Marking their presence in nature’s splendid way, ever concise
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The beauty of birds’ voices fills the frosted morning air
Telling a tale of exuberance, contentment, and life with no care
While from the window you spy the evolving turn of events
Pondering just how quickly autumn departed without your consent
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Imbibing the fresh aroma of brewed coffee, your mood lightens
Sun streams through glistening trees, the day’s begun to brighten
While dew slowly melts into glistening diamonds strewn about
Into gems glowing with bursting life, of this there can be no doubt
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The neighbor’s dog gallops over the lawn, barking on high alert
Excited and anxious, he’s always rambunctious and eager to exert
His dominance over what he’s discovered lurking near and wide -
But then thunderous calls sound and merry excursions subside
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Bright colors linger as flower buds peep through the frost
As though fighting in unified resistance, eager to defrost -
They turn their heads to the warmth of sun’s glaring disguise
Trying to quash winter's wrath and a chilly morning surprise
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The frost of the dew evolves, takes on a new life this cold day
In a glorious moment, awakening all to a new season on display
Wintry enchantment woven of majestic nature sparkles and shines
In icy renewal, a rebirth, completely sculpted with nature’s design
About the Creator
Cindy Calder
From Charleston SC - "I am still learning." Michelangelo


Comments (12)
Love the rhyming here. I also enjoyed the celebratory mood of the poem. The closing is, well, to use your word "thunderous." "In icy renewal..." is fantastic. I've often walked through snow or ice and seen those "small footprints" break through. This is a wonderful, sensory-rich poem. Nice work!
Oh, Cindy, is there a form of poetry you cannot do? I'm in awe. Also, I don't know how but I seem to have missed your work lately, so catching up here.
I appreciate how you capture not just the scenery, but the behavior of animals adapting to the shift in season. Their presence grounds the poem in an ecological truth that enriches the overall experience.
Such a lovely snapshot of a winter morning! I really enjoyed all the little details here. So cozy and vivid. Great work, Cindy! 💙
You are a winter person that paints a perfect picture of the new season.
Cindy, your poem was stunning, and I felt like I was a bystander enjoying the scenery. Best of luck to you in this challenge❣💖
Well-wrought, Cindy!
Winter is far less savage when viewed through frosted window panes. I loved your suburban amble through winter’s unwelcome arrival. Lovely, lively poetry. Good luck in the challenge, Cindy. Well done!
Nice
This was quite lovely and those last two lines were the perfect ending :)
Such a beautiful poem, Cindy!
Oooo, ice encrusted scorn, I especially loved that! And yessss, freshly brewed coffee smells sooooo good! Loved your beautiful poem!