Friday, March 28, 2014

Snowdrop - Galanthus Nivalis

 
'twas an angel don't you suppose
that caught a snowflake on her nose
smiling, she breathed and made a wish
for you to form and forever flourish
 
in the forest of my dreams
among the moss and wandering streams
I see you now in the bright moonlight
fair maiden of the purest white
 
promises made in a circular ring
to leave you wild, as you herald Spring
for bringing in a single bloom
foretells of death all too soon

and so it is with some consolation
I bare the brunt of winters frustration
and despite being somewhat delayed
your promise lies in your comely shade
 

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21 comments:

  1. HannahMarch 28, 2014 at 3:15 PM

    What a beautiful rhythm to this and lovely image accompaniment!

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    1. Kathryn DycheMarch 28, 2014 at 3:26 PM

      Thank you . . . I usually do free form but for some reason I was drawn to rhyme today.

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  2. Kerry O'ConnorMarch 28, 2014 at 4:14 PM

    This has a charming, classical feel to it, in form and rhyme. Somehow flowers are most deserving of such verse.

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  3. Susie ClevengerMarch 28, 2014 at 4:53 PM

    I agree with Kerry. There is a timeless feel to it also...

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  4. Sherry Blue SkyMarch 28, 2014 at 6:04 PM

    I especially love "in the forest of my dreams" - this poem is so beautiful!

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  5. FireblossomMarch 28, 2014 at 6:50 PM

    I love snowdrops and I love your poem about them!

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  6. Maude LynnMarch 28, 2014 at 8:06 PM

    Oh, Kathryn! You have a flawless sense of rhyme.

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  7. Brian MillerMarch 28, 2014 at 10:12 PM

    enchanting rhythm to your words...and if we must endure the last
    bit of winter so that we can receive that promise...so be it...smiles.
    come on spring...smiles.

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  8. KamanaMarch 28, 2014 at 10:15 PM

    enjoyed the rhythm here and the feel of classical poetry

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  9. GraceMarch 28, 2014 at 10:38 PM

    I read this aloud and enjoyed the rhyming verses ~ Stunning picture and words Kathryn ~

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  10. kaykualaMarch 29, 2014 at 1:27 AM

    Great rhyming Kathryn! Makes for a beautiful flow!

    Hank

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  11. Jennifer WagnerMarch 29, 2014 at 3:33 AM

    Your words dance here...so fun to read.

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  12. ayalaMarch 29, 2014 at 8:49 AM

    Beautifully penned! :)

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  13. Other MaryMarch 29, 2014 at 9:33 AM

    You have such a delicate touch here. And is the picture yours? It's exquisite.

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  14. BrendaMarch 29, 2014 at 10:19 AM

    Beautiful herald of spring.

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  15. hedgewitchMarch 29, 2014 at 3:43 PM

    Very adroit rhyme and meter, as well as a sense of that hope the first flowers of spring bring with them. I, too, can't bring myself to pick them.

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  16. mrs mediocrityMarch 30, 2014 at 8:04 AM

    I just love this, and you did a great job with the form... very musical. This morning we woke up to 4 more inches of snow... I'd much rather see a snowdrop :)

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  17. MargaretMarch 31, 2014 at 11:13 PM

    You brought a theatrical element to spring here, the curtain will raise, and the show will go on - the maiden will grace the stage and dance. Snowdrops are so gorgeous and your capture of it (behind a spider web?) is amazing! Up in Northern MI, when we lived there, I was always thrilled by the white trillium which would blanket the forests edge. Thank you for your delightful poem - You do form as well as your free verse!

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  18. UnknownApril 2, 2014 at 11:57 AM

    Lovely poem and picture.
    Greetings
    JetteMajken

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  19. Kim StevensApril 4, 2014 at 1:19 PM

    Oh heavens, this just might be my most favorite one yet, I love the way the words just roll right off my tongue (yes, I read it out loud -even my dog liked it) . . . springs poetic justice!

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  20. Stacy M.S.April 8, 2014 at 1:50 PM

    the forest of your dreams...wow...i think i could take that line and write a whole poem, of itself.

    another beautiful, reflective piece!

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