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Blue Winter

Winter uses all the blues there are.
One shade of blue for water, one for ice,
Another blue for shadows over snow.
The clear or cloudy sky uses blue twice-
Both different blues. And hills row after row
Are colored blue according to how far.
You know the bluejay's double-blur device
Shows best when there are no green leaves to show.
And Sirius is a winterbluegreen star.

by Robert Francis

Comments (10)

Winter blues manifested marvelously by the nature beautifully portrayed.
The poems misses both rhyme and rhythm... but even in open verses the meter is somewhat edgy. And the emphasis one just a single colour seems to take away some charm from the verses. Reading Robert Francis for the first time... and poems or poets ought not be judged. But taking a leaf out of the poet's work, I have tried a little imitation... with some hints of colour: HERE COMES WINTER Is winter here with its touch of blue? Rough edges hued in ivory white, When autumn left I have not a clue But the days get shorter than the night; The skies are painted a pallid grey Distant horizons a purple tinge, Have wondering clouds all gone astray Anticipating a wintry binge? Avian twitter joyfully spells From atop browning skeletal trees, It commingles with the peal of bells Their holy echoes bear fervent pleas; A lilting mist upon meadows green Lo brusquely kissed by the north wind cold, Here comes winter with its gleaming sheen It’s time to rummage our woollies old. ********
Winter is icy blue, Fall a mute orange, Spring is a sprouting green, Summer a blazing red... O, through the seasons of life we tread repeating ad nauseam inside my head winter transmutes the living to the dead Spring: nature's regenerative flower bed...
Winter comes with a shade of blue all around. Very nice.Loved it.
Sweet poem, nicely rhymed. The portrayal of nature oozing several shades of blue colour in the expanse of the earth and the sky makes it breath-taking. I love it- my favourite. Thanks.
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