🌲“Winter is a season of hope and magic, filled with the wonder of snowy adventures and cozy fireside stories.” – Unknown🌲
The grandgirls cozily find their space in the great room the light of day darkens. The window shades open as we wait for nature's sublime movie screen to share its story of the expected snowfall. A bird flies onto the neighbor's lawn expecting seeds from the feeder. It stands puzzled in the slush and disappears as...
snowrain
drips droopily
down to the patio
unsure of its permanency
watchful wonderfilled eyes
question nature's
reasons
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weather
interrupts life
or does it bring solace?
slow down, gather with family
laugh, play, and enjoy life
hot cocoa time
warms life
©CVarsalona, 2025
In the above poem, the voice questions nature's path but also sees the positive side of being at home with family on a snowy and icy day. Prose and a new format for a poem are combined to create an eintou. This is a traditional form of West African poetry. It is a 7-line poem with a syllabic/word count form consisting of 2 words/syllables in the first line, 4 in the second, 6 in the third, 8 in the fourth, 6 in the fifth, 4 in the sixth, and 2 in the seventh.
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Winter Serenity
Winter Advice
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fountains dance
iced-winter patches standstill
be in the moment
©CVarsalona, 2025Poetry is a wonderful way to capture inner thoughts that are hiding inside. Sometimes nature shares its darker side as seen with the California fires. Climate can change and alter patterns in harsh, unexpected ways. Northern Virginia schools had snowstorms and chilling temperatures that interfered with family schedules and children's education.
Stay warm and believe in hope during dark days!
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Carol, I like the question you pose in your second poem. Weather can interrupt life, but it can also get us to look at things differently. It gets to rethink plans, postpone some activities, but also gives us the time to enjoy a cup of hot chocolate and spend some extra time with our loved ones. Stay warm. Bob
ReplyDeleteCarol, I love the poems you wrote about the special time you enjoyed with the girls. We got just a bit of snow almost two weeks ago and it's been so cold that there's still snow in our front yard. Are you familiar with Joyce Sidman's book, Before Morning? Your eintou (a new form for me) reminds me of this book. I love your final words, Stay warm and believe in hope during dark days! We may have to cling to those words for some time.
ReplyDeleteI've never heard of an eintou before, and now I've fallen in love. How wonderful! You nail my feelings about weather in the second stanza - we are always so surprised when weather overwhelms our human desire to be in control of our lives - and yet being stuck inside has its own pleasures. I also really like the line "nature's sublime movie screen to share its story" - yes! Now, if only we got snow days in Canada...
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