Ice on Leaves

We awoke to ice on leaves,
a slight chill,
harbinger of cold nights,
short days.

The hoarfrost flees from
the rays of first light,
morphing into a morning
drink for the cardinals.

The holly can tolerate
the cold. She, however,
is a creature of warmth.
I watch the red birds

on the lawn while she
prepares to leave.

No words were spoken,
we awoke to ice on leaves.

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24 responses to “Ice on Leaves

  1. You are very good at this, Mark. Beautiful.

  2. jasmine calyx

    Geez. Gorgeous. You are getting better and better. Love your opening/closing line and this section:

    “morphing into a morning
    drink for the cardinals.
    The holly can tolerate
    the cold. She, however,
    is a creature of warmth.
    I watch the red birds”

  3. I like that this poem goes full circle, ends with the same line that it began with. You have described the scene delicately; and I feel the silence. Nicely penned.

  4. A lovely winter scene, beautifully rendered. On the west coast, we are already looking longingly for spring………

  5. Enchanting with a sadness, a frosty edge. Thank you.

  6. Amazing Mark, how you tell without telling. Well done.

  7. jasmine calyx

    Hello, beautiful poem. I remember you. πŸ˜‰

  8. nice…i like how you use the weather to set the mood of your morning…and even a bit of feeling behind it…her not being a cold weather person….

  9. i like how you let the emotions run underneath the lines…and shiver a bit now..

  10. a serene sadness to this..nicely painted.

  11. I get the sense there was more than ice on leaves…love the tone, the mood, the language…and the contrast of the red on white…the holly…okay…I like it A LOT! πŸ˜€

  12. ooohhhh another vote for beautiful.

  13. love it, its really beautiful πŸ™‚

  14. oh, so fabulously poignant. i am so drawn to red lately, cardinals, sumac, holly berries, the only color warming up the landscape. and hoarfrost has always been one of my favorite words. love this!

  15. the refrain opening and closing added so much to this write. I image truly frozen in time…lovely ~ Rose

  16. Such beautiful imagery, so subtly leading to the “loss.” I like how you brought it full circle, ending as it had started. Lovely piece of writing.

  17. …beautiful… i like the light sounding tone in this that evokes a saddening scene or rather the voice… smiles…

  18. great metaphor here Mark. Love the word choices you opted for as well. hoarfrost flees from rays of first light, morphing into a morning drink for the cardinal. And using the word harbinger in the opening stanza is a strong choice to kick the poem off. Excellent piece. Thanks

  19. Loved the full-circle feel of this. The picture at the bottom almost wasn’t necessary because you already painted such a detailed picture with your words.

  20. A perfect circle, Mark. Beautiful.

Some of what I write is true, some is fiction; most is merely possibility.

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