Thursday, January 6, 2011

January Skies

[image from flickr.com]
Posted for the Poets United Thursday Think Tank prompt: Observation

The January skies
are weeping
grayness
all over the valley,
sheets of gray
streaming down,
a gray mist rising up
from the meadows,
meeting in
a bowl of gray
with no horizon.

There is no sky
today,
just lowering
wetness,
falling on roofs
and cars
and horses
and steaming up
every window.

The river is swollen
to bursting,
fat with
fish and raindrops,
and lipping
the topmost bank,
almost spilling over.

There is no other color
to be seen,
except for
misty green
of the dark
dripping trees,
and a handful
of cheerful rosehips
on bare winter twigs
by the roadside.

20 comments:

  1. I loved this. It, for me, has an atmosphere of our helplessness against the power of nature and eternal seasonality. the endless drudgery of a rainy day, exemplified in second stanza, is amazing...

    "falling on roofs
    and cars
    and horses
    and steaming up
    every window"

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  2. I feel heaviness today.I really like this part --> "a gray mist rising up
    from the meadows,
    meeting in
    a bowl of gray
    with no horizon"

    It's a good one :D

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  3. Oh for Summer! Nice writing, Sherry. I could feel the greyness.

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  4. You have painted a vivid picture with your words Sherry. Nice.
    Pamela

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  5. Wonderfully written work, Sherry =) Very nice ^_^

    -Weasel

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  6. Sounds just like here, January and Feb are the worst...time for writing and eating and awaiting..the return of the sun....bkm

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  7. 'Tis gray for sure, kids.....am thankful for the rosehips:)

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  8. Oh, I can identify with this too well, Sherry! You've absolutely described winter on our wild and wet West Coast. I must say I do like the lush and verdant canopy of evergreens the rain nourishes...:)

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  9. I just loved this Sherry. . .

    This part in particular delighted me!

    "There is no sky
    today,
    just lowering
    wetness,
    falling on roofs
    and cars
    and horses
    and steaming up
    every window.

    The river is swollen
    to bursting,
    fat with
    fish and raindrops,"

    Wonderful writing. :-)

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  10. Wonderful poem...Sherry.I love the first stanza the most and in that the opening lines.. they are very striking.

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  11. Captures the gray and damp beautifully.

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  12. Love the imagery here Sherry! Beautiful write!

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  13. Yes, it is gray and heavy, but love the fact that you found that one bit of brilliant fire to be found by the one who is patient and observes. Just as winter calls us to hunker down, withdraw inside, and find the bright fire of our own creativity, always there, always burning. Wonderful piece Sherry, I found peace here.

    Elizabeth

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  14. January says, "where's the love, Sherry???"

    ;-)

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  15. The love is in the rosehips:) Actually the way the gray was misting up and misting down was beautiful and mesmerizing........Still misty today but with sun trying to poke through - also lovely. Thanks for all the comments, kids!

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  16. I think grey days are my favorite! And I love yours. Thank you

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  17. This is so beautiful, Sherry, I feel like I just took a walk with you and you showed me all the sights of your home.

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  18. this is great!! very tranquil, strong images, and flowing so well! just like that stream!!!

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  19. Sherry, I love this and the new look of your blog; Beautiful! I can see the January sky and it's fury, you painted this so well. It makes me want to walk in Maine, on my favorite trail! I'm homesick now~

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  20. Sherry,
    You have captured the absolute feel of January perfectly, with your wonderful words.Grey sky observed here as well....
    Roll on those sunny, summer days!

    Happy New Year.
    Best wishes, Eileen

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