Vivid sunsets and pastel dawns,
Beauty unbeknownst to those
Who within icy embraces and wintry blasts
Live in frozen mist and breaths.
Wearily do they eye lacy flakes floating earthbound
To cover all with white. But I, I dwell in brown mirages
And hot winds with shivers at thoughts of snowy peaks.
Oh! I bask in dry sere sand and desert sun.
A contest entry
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833 points, ended September 7, 2007, 7 entries
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I dream of snow capped mountains also, but in reality am surrounded by the worst drought known to this country, how I whisper for the rains to fall, yet nothing is ever received... fabulous piece here
Karen

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Wonderful! These few changes have created a fluidness that did follow through to the end before. Blue
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I feel the title lends itself well to the words written. The contrasts come through clearly of cold/wet vs hot/dry. I really felt a strong response to "But I, I dwell in brown mirages" {I love the voice that comes through here of pondering} and
felt it set a tone of discontent with your own surroundings...but then I have to change that thought when I read: "Oh!I bask in dry sere sand and desert sun" as bask can only be taken as a positive. So, my ending impression gets a bit cloudy. Also, the afore-mentioned favorite line gets "buried" a bit as it is proceeded by the short line "To cover all with white" and then followed by a continuation line in:
"And hot winds and admire far flung snowy peaks" {where the double use of 'and' slows the flow a bit}
Overall, I feel it is a good write; the topic of nature is so very appealing to many {myself included} and the form while seeming simple because of it's brevity; can actually be quite a challenge in producing a uniform flow and rhythm. Blue -
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Another thoght about line 6. I wanted a change of thought almost like a volta in a sonnet. I thought a caesura would work.
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I think that this poem is original, how you are contrasting the climates. Each environment has its own unique beauty apparent to the people who appreciate it.
I really enjoy reading nature poems.
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