Back to the cold months my negativity hangs heavy as festive decor times were though when warmth went unwelcomed when it blemished like a curse neck up, in a Rudolfesque glow how I wished then for wintry draughts for frost to staunch a maiden's blush to pass unseen in some blinding blizzard
Just 44 words for Lisa’s quadrille prompt: warm
I haven’t blushed in a long time…perhaps I’m too old for that kind of warmth. But you describe it so well. (K)
never want to be young again for that!
holding a mirror up to “warm”, of a sort. inversions are fair sport for prompts.
the one always has its shadow side 😉
So beautiful, Laura… 🙏🏻
😊 x
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Beautifully penned! ‘Rudolfesque glow’ is such a nice phrase. I like how you navigated your thoughts and feelings, with such finesse, from summer to winter.
thank you for stopping by with such encouraging words
My pleasure😁
I really enjoy the imagery of the first stanza, the negativity and heaviness of festivities. Plus the overall theme of be careful what you wish for, is one of my favorites.
yes context is the clue to our wishes
Laura, I love your sumptuous cornucopia of poetic devices here. Had to go to the list and found: alliteration, assonance, chiasmus, consonance, enjambment, myth, and simile. I’m sure there are probably some I missed. Yet they sit so pretty within the context your poem. Lovely!!!!! ❤
Lisa your words should rightfully be framed – not only seeing but naming all those devices I am only vaguely aware of – your prompt brought it all out!
Laura, you’re a natural poet!
muchas gracias x
How that blush rages back again, later.
Following, for more impressive poetry.
thank you – the Rudolfesque glow still remembered this far down the years
Uncomfortable and hard to forget!
Oh, I can see the blinking blush from here. This poem conjures steamy remembrances and the time when fires were put out more carelessly. Lasting images, this one.
thank you – those warm self-conscious days are thankfully long gone
I love the thought of how you always wish for what you cannot get…
and the Chinese proverb has a warning about it
I used to blush all the time! Hope I am beyond it now.
the flush of youth is long ago – phew!