The Behaviour of Fog
August 11th 2007 00:43
Winter blew in bullet-hard
across the glacier-blue skies
crystalline cloak looming
Succumbing to the lash
she wept through the gullies
her heart in a sylvan wash
dripping on the mirror-ponds
forming shapes of grief
Huddled-up forget-me-nots
are shrouded in their titters
they do not sense her colour
instead recalling the behaviour of fog
~Lily 2004
across the glacier-blue skies
crystalline cloak looming
Succumbing to the lash
she wept through the gullies
her heart in a sylvan wash
dripping on the mirror-ponds
forming shapes of grief
Huddled-up forget-me-nots
are shrouded in their titters
they do not sense her colour
instead recalling the behaviour of fog
~Lily 2004
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Comment by Louie
Climate Red
randomthoughts
Phil's Wellness Tips
forming shapes of grief
shapes of Grief is so sad yet so pretty combined with the image of the dripping on the mirror ponds, like tears...ouch
Comment by Lily
Ars Poetica
grateful you connected with the poem, Louie...
~Lily
Comment by Ash
Australian Traveller
Flashes of memories
wow I loved this one.... what a thought -
just the imagery of something which is supposed to keep you warm and feel secure that can be so icy and 'loom'.....
I have never heard the world sylvan before.... thanks for the introduction to it, such a great word to conjure up such interesting imagery.
great job Lily.
ash
Comment by Kleonaptra
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Comment by Lily
Ars Poetica
Weather guaranteed Kleo.. bring on the sunshine. i know you'll hate hearing that, but winter is different for me, winter IS mostly a suffering.
ThankU's for your visitaaaation,
bless,
~Lily
Comment by Mountain Fog
Infognito
Screen Trek
QUOTE ME NO QUOTES!
This proves just how FAR my head had been, up my own fundament!
I loved this poem, you anthropomorphised the weather changes and the flowers without making it seem ludicrous or inappropriate...loved it...particularly the last stanza:
Huddled-up forget-me-nots
are shrouded in their titters
they do not sense her colour
instead recalling the behaviour of fog
cheers Lily and fond foggy thoughts!!
fog
Comment by Clementine