you were a cold crone,
Winter, dimming our thresholds –
summer’s still a dream
a dolorous crow
brings me yet another verse –
see how words renew
and yet we’re aware
of cliffs, caves and salty sea
the scent of sun cream
***
While winter’s nose is still dripping,
one memory will cause us joy,
even when it’s getting dark by four:
it’s safe to assume that once
spring blossoms have come
and gone, the ice cream
van will chime again, sum
total of our summer dream.
Kim M. Russell, 28th January 2025

Illustration by John Duncan in Wonder Tales from Scottish Myth and Legend (1917)
On what would have been my father’s birthday, I’m hosting Tuesday Poetics at the dVerse Poets Pub with some words from the optician, where I had a check-up several months ago. I had to read from a sheet of different size sentences to test my new reading prescription. Below each sentence were sets of four words, which seem to be random, so I asked the optician for a copy for a prompt.
My challenge is to choose one or two sets of words and write a poem, using them in the order in which they appear. I also share some poems and haiku created around random words.I chose were – crone – our – summer, crow – verse – see – renew, and aware – caves – sea – cream to create a haiku series, and nose – one – cause – even and assume – once- van – sum to create a quadrille.
The winter crone was something we both went with, I do love the thought of summer coming.
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Me too!
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“While winter’s nose is still dripping,” – such a memorable line of imagery and personification.
this was a fun prompt Kim and a word list I’ve never seen!!
p.s. we both went for crow and even as I was writing mine, I thought you would be too
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I’ve been dying to share the random words since September. I’m so glad you enjoyed it. Crows are the only corvids around here at the moment, even the jackdaws have been silenced by the awful weather.
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Can’t wait for that “ice cream/van [to] chime again”! And that characterization of this winter, “you were a cold crone,” is a sentiment that, alas, I share wholeheartedly. You juggled the word sets just right, Kim.
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Thank you so much, Dora!
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Love the way you weave the image of old crone Winter into our mind’s eye like an overinflated balloon to make it disappear with a single pin-prick of Summer’s allure!
Amazing!
Frank
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Thanks very much, Frank!
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I especially like the way you formatted the first three stanzas. I like your assumptions about spring.
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Thanks very much, Melissa!
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Enjoyef your haiku sequence
much♡love
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Thank you, Gillena, with much love.
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The craftswoman speaks, knitting her seequences into – my favourite – a quadrille!
Pure delight, and fragrant wordsmithery, reminding of – and forecasting – summer days as turns, the Great Wheel of the Year! xxx,
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Thank you, Kathy! xxx
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I smiled as winter’s nose is still dripping. Winter does has a way of doing that. I dream of summer and ice cream on a hot day. They naturally go together.
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So true, Truedessa.
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You are such a talented poet, Kim!
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Thank you so much, Nolcha, I’m blushing.
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I long for the scent of sun cream.
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We have the scents of spring just around the corner, which I love.
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Ha ha! Love this – “While winter’s nose is still dripping”
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Smiles
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Ha. I especially love your ice cream poem!
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Thank you, Judy!
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you knocked this one out the park! How everything is connected to seasons is amazing!
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Thanks very much, Jay!
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While winter’s nose is still dripping,
one memory will cause us joy,
even when it’s getting dark by four:
I love this verse!
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ThHanks very much, Dwight!
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You are welcome!
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Thanks for a fun challenge, certainly not an easy task … your poetry bits are delightful reminding me the ice cream van will come again … patience required.
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Thanks Helen.
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Very clever! Love it!
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Thank you, Carol!
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I love how you made so many sets gel together, Kim! Great poem!
Yvette M Calleiro 🙂
http://yvettemcalleiro.blogspot.com
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Thank you, Yvette!
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Lovely poem, Kim, and wonderful prompt. Happy birthday to your father. What was he like? Did he know you were such an accomplished poet? Did he love poetry, too? Has he been a muse for you, like my Dad was – and is, even though he’s gone – for me?
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Thank you very much, Kim. My dad was very funny and loved sport. Sadly his health prevented him from taking part in some of the sports he loved, but he played cricket for many years and was a football referee until his health put an end to it. He knew I wrote poetry, but sadly died before I had any published. I wrote a poem for his funeral, so I suppose he was a muse, although my grandparents and mother inspired me.
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Love, love, love what you did here, Kim! It is so interesting to see the same set of words sometimes used similarly and at others so differently.
Thanks so much for such a fun prompt.
Happy birthday to your father.
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Thank you, Punam!
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My pleasure, Kim.
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Your prompt was delightful, original and fun, and your verses continued the theme. I liked the idea of haiku, but found it a bit too challenging…to do the prompt in 3 lines is definitely the most authentic way though, as it demands the most skill…
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Thank you, Ain!
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I love you set of haiku and short poems. I like how they’re related by the seasons, as well as the connected words. I love how the third haiku begins with “and yet.”
As others have commented, “winter’s nose is still dripping” is such a funny but accurate image!
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Thanks so much, Merril.
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You’re welcome, Kim!
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The longing for summer comes through, and I felt the contrast you set between winter and summer. Dolorous crow is the voice of grief longing? Loved this Kim.
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Thank you very much, Paul.
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My pleasure KIm 🙂
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These are all wonderful, Kim. I love the last one.
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Thanks you, Sara.
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Now aren’t you creative to take those words as prompts!!! Lovely haiku, I feel the “yawning” of winter and longing for summer…give me spring and I will be happy but I doubt I will see any sign for at least 6 weeks or more here.
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Thank you!
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