Fields of Winter


In fields of winter's season - wavers brittle grass;
fading shades of green surrender to autumn's last
Dew's frozen crystals form a thin layered frost,
beneath spread blanket, lasting tinges pay the cost

Snowflakes start steadily adrift in willy-nilly fall;
shimmered brightness of sprinkled dust covering all
grassy blades sway and bow to amassing weight from high;
prompting dance with gloomy images cast from the sky

Shadows merge on the ground, foretelling impending dread;
dark billowed stormy clouds loom closely overhead
Outpour approaching, holds shudders from winter's breeze,
enfolding cold ensues, leaving no doubt of pending freeze

Roar of nature's bellows rages in mighty force,
frenzied tempest's deluge follows in duly course
Torrents of blinding snow surges in the blaring gales;
winter's frigid thrashing winds furiously wails

Barren trees tip to breeze along field's bordered edge;
blown swash of icy swirl covers the surrounding hedge
Viewed across veiled scapes in white, standing grasses few;
starting with a sprinkled dust, comes long past winter due

© C.E.Vance

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nightlight1220's picture

Snowflakes start steadily

Snowflakes start steadily adrift in willy-nilly fall;
shimmered brightness of sprinkled dust covering all
grassy blades sway and bow to amassing weight from high;
prompting dance with gloomy images cast from the sky

...and the heavens utter in soft whispers to me the bleeding significance of coldness' glare upon us.
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...and he asked her, "do you write poetry? Because I feel as if I am the ink that flows from your quill."

"No", she replied, "but I have experienced it. "

 

cevance's picture

Once again, thank you. I just

Once again, thank you. I just closed my eyes and imagined this one.

sweetwater's picture

Oh wow! Can't say any more -

Oh wow! Can't say any more - speachless X.

cevance's picture

Thank you for the wonderful

Thank you for the wonderful compliment. I'm glad you found this pleasing.

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Poet Passing

I just heard from Bishu that C.E. Vance has died. Carl will be missed, and while his legacy lives in the poems he left to us, this poem has new sorrowful and wonderful connotations now. - Stella L. Crews (allets)
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