West Wind

A cold west wind
drives waves against the northern shore;
a cold west wind,
releasing whorls of stinging sand,
bends glinting leaves with winter hoar
across the lake where small boats moor –
a cold west wind.

Kim M. Russell, 2017

Frozen Grass
Photograph by Luca Biolcati Rinaldi found on boredpanda.com

My response to Imaginary Garden with Real Toads Fussy Little Forms: Rondelet

I’m back on-line after a few days off sick and inspired by a form I haven’t seen for a while. Thank you, Marian, for bringing us the rondelet, a short French poetry form featuring a strict rhyme and meter pattern plus a repeated refrain.

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20 thoughts on “West Wind

  1. This is so wonderfully scenic 🙂 especially; “a cold west wind, releasing whorls of stinging sand, bends glinting leaves with winter hoar.” Beautifully penned.

    Good to have you back, Kim!❤️

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  2. Ohhhhh… Kim, your rhymes are exquisite in this one. So lovely. I actually think wind is one of those things that is difficult to write about without being old boring trope-y, but you sure did it well.

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