On White Winds of Winter
I flee
into the cloud chamber
of a miasmal mind
like an aspen’s humeral veil
pulled snug around bare limbs
I shield myself from rueful shadows of ruse
where faces betray feeling
and caged tears ache
for reprieve
selfish in my suffering
held fast
in misery’s grievous grip
heart pounding
beneath scourged skin
seeking salvage
waiting
as the whiteout of winter’s breath
ablates my pain
then
( if only momentarily)
into this realm I stumble
with solitude my shepherd
and stillness my companion
I am rapt in a chancel of sacred space
riding paper snowflakes
on winds of waking dreams
wefting the smokewood of reason
while fairy swallows dance
upon pallid petals of heartsease
in vanillin mizzle’s brumous blind
at peace
at last
in the time
it took
a tear
to fall
~
Author notes
Prompt ~ vapor
Artwork ~ "Aspens in Snowfall" by Smoke-works
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A contest entry
- My Favorites Frenzy... J - M by poetryality.
525 points, ended December 7, 2007, 8 entries
Gold trophy winner
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Comments
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you shown an artisan's finesse with your light but intelligent touch of language, as this piece easily relays your intentions with a sweet stroke of your painter's brush on the canvas ... this is a lovely poem with a beautiful picture atop its mantle ... congratulations on winning both the silver and the gold for this fine poem ...
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at peace for such a short time, yet time used to create such quality of poetry and creativity that one my think there are... more than one tear involved. splendid usage of metaphors and richness of language, my friend.
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what a beautiful, powerful ending to this amazing poem, I love the words you use in poetry, always so interesting, excellent alliteration, congrats on the gold...
your poetry is so beautiful..
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Wonderful!!!
Only gold fits to this poem.
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Beautiful, so much emotion and so skillfully written, amazing imagery, loved "riding paper snowflakes
on winds of waking dreams"
congratulations on gold!
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brilliant! Congrats on gold. And bless you on your talent
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Dearest Mary,
First off, thank you...I know how hard it is for you to sit for any spell of time at the Computer. I almost feel guilty for your having entered this contest because I know the pain you suffer. You've written it here so well;
" selfish in my suffering
held fast
in misery’s grievous grip"
The last stanza is all encompassing. I understand how we can be engulfed in emotions, feelings...then, come to this place and find solace waiting with outstretched arms (if only for a moment). You always leave me mesmerized Mary. Your alliterations and resonance, mixed with metaphors and imagery make this a noteworthy work of poetic perfection.
Thank you so much for submitting this entry into my Favorites Challenge. You speak clearly to the reason I have you as one of my FAVORITES! I wish you the best in this comp and your healing process.
Much Love & Many Blessings
Happy Holidays ♥
Renee
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My Sweet Sister...nothing to feel guilty about, dear one! Despite the pain, I have to write. It is I who should thank you, for all the pain I feel you still inspire me to write. I love you very much, my Sister/Angel/Friend!! Arms around you BIG!!
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Wow,
I'm wondering who in the heck can compete with this wonder of words weaved entwined so carefully. Once again sweet sis -O- mine.
You are amazing. Thanks for sharing you, and giving us all here perfection to read. Big 's and all the best. 
Peace, brother Timothy aka poeticweaver~ xo
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such word mastery in this piece, so full of artful alliteration, and evoking images.
Superb. wow.
Glad my name doesn't start with letters j thru m...phewwww
lol.
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You know,at first glance. I started reading this along with that image as regrets of ageing and hair turning white! Ha! Just kidding the author. This is the epitamy of "vapor".I also heard the artisan of written verse expressed in the part about blank paper.You feed the mind in many directions with composing this.
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Your poetry always leave me without words, my friend. And this one is no exception. Such rich use of language here, such beautiful metaphors, such depth of emotion, such wonderful visuals. This one moves from that dark and deep place inside into the light and it falls as gently on the senses as the snowflakes you write about. Simply beautiful poetry and an example of penmanship!! Wishing you all the best, my dear friend
~ Nicolette
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