Snow Is Glistening

So there seem to be three categories of feelings about winter.

You either want nothing to do with it…

You see it as a force to be conquered…

Or it’s quite simply the most magical time of the year where everything is transformed and shimmery and clean and beautiful and cozy and festive. (Not to give away my feelings about it or anything.)

 

Either way we’ve got 19 days of it left (according to the calendar at any rate. Those of us in Colorado know winter doesn’t REALLY start till March anymore and doesn’t end before May) and today’s project is to write a poem (or multiple poems, whatever you’re feeling) about how winter makes you feel, whether you like it or hate it or coexist begrudgingly or wonder why the hell it never bothered showing up this year, let’s hear what your heart has to say about it in the comment section.  No one has to be a poetic genius. I don’t care if you rhyme or don’t rhyme or free form or write Shakespearian sonnets, write what’s in you.  The soul needs a little poetry sometimes.  Even when it’s not a thing of beauty, it can be a thing of humor, and that can be just as satisfying.  When I was in the fifth grade and had recently moved to North Dakota my teacher assigned a project to rewrite the lyrics to “This Land Was Made For You and Me” to be about North Dakota.  She was a native and I think she was not as impressed by my clever lyrics as she should have been, but my family and I had a good time thinking of all the various things about North Dakota that sucked and making them fit the song.  I wish I had kept that assignment. I think I was mad that it got no red penned remarks about how brilliant it was and just got a grade with no feedback.  That teacher had a mental breakdown and moved to teaching kindergarten.  But I digress. The point is, it’s a fun, creative outlet for getting out whatever feelings you may have about winter, whether you’re ready for it to be over or ready for it to show up or have fond childhood memories.

It has been a LONG time since I wrote poetry, and while I used to be quite good I’m EXTREMELY out of practice, so to get me moving and into the spirit of things I thought I would ask my friends for suggestions of words related to winter and write a poem that included every word they gave me.  I only got one response and it was “gelid”  o_O  So in honor of that being my only response, it shall also be the title of the poem, and I haven’t written it yet, so here we go to see what my brain does with it:

Gelid

Around the house the frigid wind does whip
While, beneath my quilt, on spiced cider I sip
I dread the cold, the chill in my bone
Sure to come, when I venture out alone
Arming myself with boots, coat and gloves
I venture out to the snowflakes I love
But softly falling these flakes are not
It’s freezing rain, becoming ice on the spot
I slowly step and creep along
Sliding my way through the frigid dawn
Stumbling my way out too my car
This morning journey seems much too far
I reach the door, the end’s in sight
But it’s frozen shut as if for spite
I manage to force my way into my trunk
Seeking de-icer spray amid all the junk
The door is open and victory is near
But I still have to battle my windshield, I fear
Defroster running, it makes no dent
My ice-scraper is the weapon that seems heaven sent
But it glides across the ice without the tiniest scratch
I feel defeated, as though I’ve met my match
But one cannot miss work because of the ice
So I had better double my efforts and do so in a trice
I scrape and chip and claw and grumble
Cursing my icy foe I mumble
At last I make that mighty crack
The ice gives way and I scurry back
Behind the wheel I’m safely seated
When by the sun I’m suddenly greeted
Golden through the falling sleet
It shines brightly on the icy street
Just in time to start my day
Sun lights the ice along my way
The hard part of the morning is done
My gelid battle hard fought and won
I now see beauty in the ice lit by sun

And then writing one just for me cause I can’t do winter and just write about ice and I’m still trying to get back in practice.  It came out more holiday themed than intended, but what can you do, if you’re on the loving winter end of the spectrum there are traditions that end up falling in there too.

Yuletide

The snow is heavy, soft, and thick
The moonlight shines on the silent scene
Frosted windows transform the view
But the candle light shows it’s all serene

The days have been busy
Sledding and sleighing
Cooking and shopping
Singing and playing

Snowmen have been made
Presents all in wraps
Snowball fights followed
By fireside naps

Trees decorated
With pinecones and snow
A wreath on the door
Wears holly and a bow

Tranquil and lovely
The longest night of the year
Winter’s just starting
But the sun will be met with cheer

I ponder the virtues
Of these silent nights to myself
Whether it’s selfish to love them
If embracing the winter is good for my health

But spring soon will come
Summer quick to follow
And beneath the snow
Seeds sleep in a hollow

Loving the winter
Loving the snow
Means loving the moisture
That feeds life below

So guiltless I sing on
Carols in my heart
Wassail and glad tidings
Until the season does part

And that’s it from me 🙂  Let’s see what you’ve got about winter in you!  It should go without saying, but for absolute clarity all poetry and writings shared here both in the blog and in the comments are the sole intellectual property of their authors and are not for sharing or re-printing without express written permission from the author who posts them.

And my apologies for the lateness of the post. I thought it would be done in time for late night posting but politics got me all meh, and I do the monthly recap so I figured a midday posting was good anyway but I forgot that any day I have therapy I get so emotionally exhausted that I just come home and sleep, so I was not awake in time to post it earlier than this.  But I’ve still got 5 hous left of the day so I’m gonna call it good 🙂

A word about music:  We include songs for a reason.  Music helps us deal with the world, helps to soothe the soul, and gives us something else we can focus on when everything is too much.  Listen to the songs we post. Even if you already know them. Listen to them like you don’t. Pay attention to the lyrics. Pay attention to what the instruments are telling you. They all have a message, they all have a purpose, they’re all chosen for a reason.  If you like the song, please support the artist by purchasing the MP3 or Album that features it.
Today’s music can be found on Amazon.com:
MP3: Winter Wonderland/Sleigh Ride
Album: Christmas Number 1’s

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5 Replies to “Snow Is Glistening”

  1. Great poetry! Let me see if I can think of any rhymes! Not my strength: Tolerating Winter: Winter is a season/ Beyond my best reason/ I bundle up tight/ But this season does bite/ Thunder snow and Cold air/ Oy Vey, Frozen nose hair!/ Mittens, boots, and a fur hood/ Doesn’t make it all good/ Since I like my sun a’shining/ For summer I’m a’pining/ My rhymes may be sappy/ But I’m feeling happy/ Cus I said no more dang snow/ and then said, Texas, Hello!/ Enjoy winter if you can/ It’s just not part of my plan 😛

      1. Frozen nose hair is my most vivid memory of North Dakota Winters! And fear of my contacts freezing to my eyeballs 😛 Survivor! Been there, done that, not going baaaaccckkk!

          1. How about cross country skiing? Stop, take off gloves, dig tissue out of pocket, blow nose, put tissue in other pocket, put gloves back on? Ski a short whole, stop, pull off gloves, pull another tissue out of pocket, blow…. Finish course singing We are the Champions my friends 🙂

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