Lacklustre remains of chestnuts
Nestle in messy mats of leaves
And wind-dried crackling pods
Marked by embryonic seeds.
The forest floor’s fluorescent
With early morning frost,
Strung with brittle gossamer,
Slippery with drips and trickles.
The world awakes to winter bells:
A glockenspiel of icicles.
Kim M. Russell, 2017
– Ilmari Nen
My response to Mindlovemisery’s Menagerie Photo Challenge #146 and shared on Imaginary Garden with Real Toads Tuesday Platform
writing in north norfolk 
Reblogged this on O LADO ESCURO DA LUA.
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Thank you 🙂
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A very noisy poem. 🙂
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Wow, I love this and you may have just made me have a new favourite word that I definitely must use! |A glockenspiel | – how glorious it sounds! Thank you!
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Thank you, Oloriel!
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I didn’t see the image before reading the poem. And when I saw it, after sipping in your words, the image made me gasp. You made the image more… alive.
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Thank you, Magaly!
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I love the thought of sound you introduced with the icicles… maybe it’s a bit like a windchime too.
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Yes, I like wind chimes and I played the glockenspiel at school – it’s a lovely instrument.
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I like very much all that’s happening in the nature setting by your poem
Happy New Year
much love…
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Thanks Gillena! I hope the year has started well for you.
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Spellbinding. I love the winter bells.
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Thank you so much.
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I love to engage with your world through your poetry. Thank you.
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Thank you for such a wonderful comment, Kerry.
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I love that glockenspiel of icicles.
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Thank you, Sherry!
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Excellent!
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love your use of words here. your poem also contains a strong sense of movement, the changing description of the earth and leaves and plants.
stacy lynn mar
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Thank you, Stacy Lynn.
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Vivid images showing me a landscape I would otherwise not know.
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Thanks Rosemary!
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A lovely accompaniment for the picture. And, “aglockenspiel of icicles” is such an original, fresh description!
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Thank you!
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Beautiful. Wraps me in winter’s spell…the forest is such a mesmerizing place to dream in. The image fits so well. Your ending line – exquisite. Thanks for sharing.
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Thanks for reading, Stacie!
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Reblogged this on johncoyote and commented:
Please read and enjoy the work of the amazing writer.
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Thank you for the reblog and the kind comment, John. Much appreciated!
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Was my honor and you are welcome.
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I loved how you used the words. A outstanding poem.
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Thank you very much, John.
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You are welcome Kim. I enjoyed your work today.
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