Winter’s Snapshot

A snow day
Mingles her whites and grays
Hues of mud and shadow pose

She falls silently lifting the earth
While wrapped in safety
Orange flames dance
In my dazzling fire

Intoxicating I slumber
Drifts of dreams drop
Seedlings of sultry days
Spring buries them deep
Beneath sodden ground

I hear a raven, blackened
By a rising nebulous campfire
Discerning not what be crackle or caw

Paint chip poetry with Linda Kruschke.

Taking a break so starting slow…again. Don’t know if this is abstract or not. Used all seven words.

This week we are writing “Abstract Poetry,” defined by Drury as:
Poetry that aims to use its sounds, textures, rhythms, and rhymes to convey an emotion instead of relying on the meanings of words.
Edith Sitwell coined the term, and poems in her Façade exemplify it. Abstract poetry does not represent any particular object or focus on any definite subject. Instead, it proceeds in the way an abstract painter paints, creating not portraits or landscapes but arrangements of pigments, blocks of color, slashes and swirls of paint. Abstract poetry aspires to be similarly norepresentational.
the poetry dictionary, page 3.
Examples that Drury offers the poet are “Soul Says” by Jorie Graham and “The Descent” by William Carlos Williams, as well as the poetry of John Ashbery.

The paint chip words and phrases we have to work with are snow day, safety orange, campfire, seedling, raven, mud, and shadow.
I would like you to use all seven words and phrases as you abstractly paint with these very fall and winter colors.

About Mary (tqhousecat)

I am a wife and a mother of two grown children. I love Jesus and sharing my faith through written words. I currently have a poetry blog and also write on My main focus is hope in Christ. I only wish that whoever reads this will be blessed, inspired and occasionally amused.
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3 Responses to Winter’s Snapshot

  1. I love this. After reading Drury’s examples, I’m not sure I could tell you if yours or mine is abstract. It seems a pretty nebulous concept, open to interpretation. But it matters not as your poem is lovely.

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  2. I really like the sounds of the words in the first stanza!


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