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as the white snow quietly falls
a black owl soars a purple sky
be watchful as he mutely calls
as the white snow quietly falls
avalanche rolls from mountain walls
blanketing earth, heavy hearts sigh
as the white snow quietly falls
a black owl soars a purple sky
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Author's Note: A dream that
made me cry...
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love this,
ReplyDeletebreath taking imagery.
glad you enjoyed the poem
DeleteA wonderful capture of a quiet time of day.
ReplyDeletecapturing a moment in a purple sky..
Deletestay put and concentrate on one's strength, that's wonderful.
ReplyDeleteseeking wisdom one never knows what one will find..
DeleteNICE!
ReplyDeleteZQ
Thank you..
DeleteOne must hold fast as the snow will soon be a thing of the past
ReplyDeleteHolding on waiting for it all to melt away and bring green grass.
DeleteBeautiful poem although I'm sorry the dream made you cry.
ReplyDeleteThanks Alex, it did make me cry...
Deletehey i saw the owl this week as well...sadly he died, but gave me pause to contemplate him....and just last night we got caught in a surprise snow storm...it was gorgeous....and i just stood in it for a bit and let the flakes kiss me...
ReplyDeletewe should heed the call of the owl...
interesting two owls hovering about we should indeed heed the call. Smiling at the thought of you in the snow..I have a lot here I'd be happy to ship you a bouquet.
DeleteHow sad and poignant ~ The rhyming verses are lovely to read ~
ReplyDeleteGrace
Grace,
DeleteHope you are enjoying your Sunday!
I love pieces that capture the feel of a moment--beautifully done here!
ReplyDeleteThanks, sometimes it is hard to capture the moment, yet one feels the need to express a thought.
DeleteA dream, albeit, fleeting, and one that was painful for you, evoked such emotion, and was captured forever in these words. Such stories in our sleep!
ReplyDeletePoppy
I needed to express in some form the dream so I can set it free.
Deletethe repeated phrase adds continuity and gives power to the voice. Well crafted.
ReplyDeleteThe owl has made his presence known, so I tried to capture the tone.
DeleteOh you know me and triolets.. wonderful dreamy atmosphere.. and that owl in could mean so much.
ReplyDeleteAh Bjorn, I knew you would catch the form as it is one you use so masterfully. It seemed to work well for what I wanted to convey.
DeleteOh you capture that lavender lilac pewter heaven!
ReplyDeleteALOHA from Honolulu
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Aloha! that is a lovely descriptive sky you have painted.
Deleteblack and white. you cover the spectrum.
ReplyDeleteI guess I did black and white create a contrast in the dream scape.
DeleteYou've really given us a vivid word picture here, Truedessa. I can very much visualize that soaring black owl from your words.
ReplyDeleteThe owl did soar and I wonder of the implications.
DeleteI love the repetition...very effective and very true...the snow keeps falling.
ReplyDeleteThe snow does keep falling and I wonder when it might stop?
DeleteThe dream did touch me in a profound way.
ReplyDeleteI enjoyed your triolet and the dreamy atmosphere it conveys. Love the image of the owl in the purple sky.
ReplyDeleteThanks Gabriella. I would like to see a purple sky today.
DeleteThe dream is felt throughout your poem… beautiful, so vividly visual.
ReplyDeleteThank you Laura..
DeleteBeautifully written. I can almost feel the weight of the snow on the white world. Love the way the poem comes full circle with repeated lines, to underscore the dream-like feeling.
ReplyDeleteHi Sherry,
DeleteWe need to catch up soon..
You capture both mystery and tranquility. Perhaps it is I who will cry.
ReplyDeletePerhaps, we will cry together..smiling..
DeleteThis reads like an omen, Truedesa. So intriguing. I hope your well.
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Hi Kelvin,
DeleteI am doing ok, thanks for asking my friend.
The beauty of this imagery almost makes me cherish this weather. Almost. But you know what makes ME cry? Shoveling all this snow. :(
ReplyDeletehaha - I hear you loud and clear about the snow. Driving has been crazy lately.
Delete"be watchful as he mutely calls"...natural for him wise as he is...nice capture Truedessa...
ReplyDeleteThe owl is indeed wise..
DeleteThe majestic owl. Lovely poetry, dear.
ReplyDeleteThank you..
DeleteThere is both melancholy and hope...i am not surprised you cried...it's beautiful
ReplyDeleteCry I did..
DeleteIt's amazing that this came to your dreams. There's something mystical about owls. And as it flies in a purple sky over blankets of snow, makes the scene feel ominous, magical somehow. Love this.
ReplyDeleteYes, it was part of a longer dream but, I did see all this in the dream.
DeleteLove the picture of avalanche snow rolling down from hill! Weeeee..... ~ nice one.
ReplyDeleteSo much snow these days..a winter wonderland..
DeleteA very lovely triolet.
ReplyDeleteThank you Rosemary
Deleteskillful write.
ReplyDeleteBeautiful imagery.
ReplyDeleteIt came from a dream..
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