At sunrise, the moon continues to glow,
an orb suspended above bare branches,
sparkling with frost and promising snow.
Cracks in the grey let in the watery light
of a new day, and soon enough the sky pinks
and tourmalines reflect from frozen dew.
Kim M. Russell, 16th December 2019
My response to dVerse Poets Pub Quadrille: There’s a Shine to the Season!
Lillian is our host for the final Quadrille of 2019, and she glows with thoughts of warmth and light in winter darkness. She says that she enjoys getting her home ready for the Christmas season and tells us about her ‘memory tree’ and its ornaments made by children, grandchildren, and even one made by her brother many years ago.
Lill also shares interesting historical facts about the church her family attends, Paul Revere’s church, built in 1723, and describes its Christmas tree. She says that the church literally glows inside. And that’s the word for this last quadrille, the word, or a form of the word, ‘glow’.
writing in north norfolk 
Ah Kim….you have painted a glowing scene indeed. Here in Boston, it is hard to still see the moon when the sun is rising….but I’ve often had that happen in the expansive sky over the ocean in Provincetown on Cape Cod. I adore the soft pinks that can come….much prefer to the fiery reds and oranges that sometimes make me think the sky is angry! Beautifully writ…a glowing scene indeed.
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Thank you, Lill. I’m up and reading again and, at the moment, there’s no sign of a lovely sky, just darkness and pouring rain.
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I would love to see a sunset like this… the few mornings it happens on my way to work it makes me happy throughout the day… but mostly it’s a just another shade of grey.
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Oh those shades of grey – I know them well! We’ve been lucky with our colourful skies lately but, as they say, ‘red sky in the morning, shepherd’s warning’.
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We had similar ideas, but our skies are angrier at the moment, full of wind.
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We’ve had less wind and more chill just lately. The forecasters have said there won’t be snow at Christmas, but I don’t believe them, especially as we will be driving down to Hampshire on Friday and driving back on Sunday – anything can happen!
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I hope they’re right! Driving in the snow is not fun. We’re predicted a very mild winter and so far it is. 21° yesterday. The birds are singing as if it’s spring.
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Our sunrises from the east over our Cascade mountains are fiery, like the volcanoes they illuminate. I did see some pink ones off Hilo in Hawaii. I love it when sun and moon share the horizon.
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The moon is lingering longer and I’ve seen it as late as midday!
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A few days ago, I caught the full moon setting and the sun rising–and it was magical. You’ve described this well–beautiful!
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Thank you, Merril!
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Cracks in the grey letting in the watery light such a vivid — though pale — image of this time of year.
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Thank you, Jade.
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You’re welcome.
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During the last full moon, the sun started to rise on my way to work and it was quite spectacular. Your poem brought back that beautiful moment.
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That makes me happy!
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Lovely quadrille, especially the first stanza which really drew me.
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Thank you!
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A perfectly lovely time of day…when moon still glows as sun rises. I enjoy such scenes doing morning farm chores in winter.
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Thank you, Lynn. I hope it’s not too cold out there on the farm at the moment.
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It’s cold here but there’s beauty in contrasting seasons.
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What a beauty that sunrise is Kim. Love also the photo. Thank you for being part of our team.
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Thank you for your comments and inviting me (how long ago?) to be part of a brilliant team.
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I like the description of the cracks in the grey letting in the light.
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Thanks Frank!
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your poem and your photo made my heart smile. ❤ happy holidays!
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That makes me happy! Wishing you a merry Christmas and a wonderful new year!
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Your morning rising sky of hope, with its pink washes is lovely
Much ✏love
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Thank you so much, Gillena! I’ll be over to read and comment shortly.
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So sensuous–just like that wonderful sunrise. I especially like your use of color. (K)
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Thank you kindly, Kerfe!
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So many things glowing on a winter morning, if you know where to look!
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That’s so true!
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I love the glow at first light. Lovely work, Kim!
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Thank you, Frank!
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A beautiful sunrise and poem Kim, I especially love ‘soon enough the sky pinks
and tourmalines reflect from frozen dew’ xxx
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Thank you, Xenia!
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Beautiful sunrise and such lovely words!
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Thank you so much, Linda!
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