It's raining again
weary and wintry
the garden sulks
a rose stiffens
cold hands wrap
a coffee cup
clocks strike home
the past parades
faces I've favoured
loves that floundered
and adrift again
under a fractious
Jazzing up Shay’s word garden list from Langston Hughes’ “The Dream Keeper“
17 thoughts on “word jazz”
the continuum that is life.
and adrift again” — line that caught my attention: and only the moon saw. How lovely. May all your dreams be realized in the twelve months we call a year. Happy new one to you, dear Laura. I bless you.
some jazzed up thoughts on the cusp of the year – thank you Selma for your appreciation and good wishes – and the same to you!
A mood and a setting well described, Laura. Thanks so much for being part of the word list today.
thank you too for the prompt with a word list that set some poetry in motion, at this start of another year
It’s hard to write a mood piece like this and draw in the reader to recognize it, then lighten it up–or at least offer consolation– with the best effects of poetry–I especially like the feeling of a winter stillness drawing in on the drearily sleeping garden and bringing all the memories with it that we cover with activity and bustle otherwise. Fine writing.
fabulous feedback with all you read in to this poem – thank you!
Thoughts and moods poetically displayed in a beautiful way. Love this Laura!!
this almost write itself but then I was unsure about it so thank you, Carrie, for the reassuring comment
You draw me in with the familiarity of the first stanza. The second a person accounting of place in time and space. A very delicately drawn poem Laura.
thanks Lisa – in the stillness of winter, the past floats on the top, like ice
All the unquiet that grows when the garden or the weather is stubborn. I feel like reading this to all the plants lurking in the kitchen with an assurance that they’ll be out again soon.
this made me smile – hope your plants like the poem too!
love your word jazz, felt the groove all the way thru… well done
glad you felt the beat 😉
“the garden sulks” One line out the whole I love. Beautiful writing
glad you picked that one Susie – the less expected verbs and adjectives are the seeds of poetry! That one came to me quite unexpectedly!
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