In winter's cold and sparkling snow,
The garden in my mind does grow.
I look outside to blinding white,
And see my tulips blooming bright.
And over there a sweet carnation,
Softly scents my imagination.
On this cold and freezing day,
The Russian sage does gently sway,
And miniature roses perfume the air,
I can see them blooming there.
Though days are short, my vision's clear.
And through the snow, the buds appear.
In my mind, clematis climbs,
And morning glories do entwine.
Woodland phlox and scarlet pinks,
Replace the frost, if I just blink.
My inner eye sees past the snow.
And in my mind, my garden grows.
Author notes
Written December 8th, 2004
In a list
A contest entry
- Winter Wonderland by wohadreambig.
300 points, ended December 17, 2004, 5 entries
• next poem in this contest, remove from contest
What did you think
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I, myself, was not blessed with a green thumb, but my mother and sister both do wonders with flowers. In my mind I can see your beautiful garden. I always loved clematis, phlox, and morning glories (which mom loved as long as they didn't grow too close to the vegetable garden.) Thank you for that wonderful walk down memory lane. Hugs, Patricia
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wow! this is awesome, very descriptive and it flowed wonderfully, sometimes our minds let us see the most wonderous things. i really really like this, its beautiful.
thanks for sharing
Shanelle -
Beautiful write Cheryl. Seeing past the ice and snow to the beauty of spring one only has to let the mind paint the picture. Your garden must be one of beauty. Love the rhyme and flow of this piece it is extremely well done. Wonderful job and good luck in the contest. Take care and Have fun. Steve
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Awesome Cheryl, I wish you’d make your new one’s show on your profile too my friend, remember I’m an old codger here bad eyes and all, diminishing mind too. Like the snow in your winter poem here, I could be gone after winter is over?
Serious this is another treat and pleasure to read young lady, awesome truly.
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Oh my word! You have given us a beatiful garden to see in the midst of winter. The sun gently warming the petals of those carnations
Thank you for sharing this wonderful vision.
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Wow Cheryl !!!! I love this, the imagery is brilliant along with the rhyming and flow. What amazing vision you have that allows your words to take me straight past Winter into Summers glory. A truly excellent poem , well done. Take care hugs...mal
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Magic Lady at her finest. She made my winter gloom disappear. What a pretty picture you painted in my mind's eye. This is absolutely delightful to read.
Sincerely,
Leo Long
ps. I could have used a slightly dark font color to help these old eyes see it better. -
Beautifully done. Nothing like looking out and seeing beautiful
flowers in a garden, and it takes you back to spring and summer
Well written and I really enjoyed the rhyming and flow of your work....another fine write by the MagicLady....Steven -
Oh my goodness Cheryl you have spoken straight to my heart. The snow is lovely to look at but me, well as soon as it gets cold, I start longing for spring. This is outstanding and I love the imagery you've written into this. Beautiful job on this one!
~Lyrical
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OH! I like the way you think! Something so stark and cold as winter becomes a garden, blooming, no less! And it's all in sync...the poem's rhyme and meter, timely and lovely. You've scented my imagination, too. Wouldn't some spicy carnations be so lovely at this time of year, like the ones that ripen to such exotic perfume in the summer time! Thank you for the garden bouquet. So cheery! I would love to give this applause, but I'm out.
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Miss Cheryl, this is simply amazing. My mom would probably cry. She loves flowers. This was beautifully written. I hope you do well in the contest. Much luvs~Crystal
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Wow. This is a really awesome poem and the flow and rhyme is absolutely amazing.
Thanks for sharing and good luck in the contest!
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This is really fresh and clean. There is a wonderful feeling of newness about it that I enjoyed, gave me an atmospheric buzz!
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Beautiful
My father's favorite passtime in winter is poring over the seed catalog. The gardener's frustration is placated with brightly coloured dreams. Your verse is very lovely, Cheryl, I sympathise. I noticed a typo in "carnation".
PS the gray on gray background and text are so wintery! Brrr.
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Really an amazing poem of the heart's ablity to see beyond the cold austere surface of winter to green growth of life beneath. Speaks highly of the character of the writer, blessings and best wishes, ~richard
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It was lovely to see a colorful garden through the window of your mind.
Beautiful poem Cheryl!
Kisses,
Mari
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This is wonderful Cheryl. I love the images your words paint across my mind. Since we don't get snow here, I don't really mind winter so much. 90 miles one way and I can be in the snow... 90 miles in the other direction and I'm laying on the beach! Good luck in the contest Sweetie! I enjoyed the pictures as well.
~Kimberly
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Hi Cheryl,
It takes some imagination to see through the snow and envision your garden but this poem makes it happen...well done.
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This piece paints a very love picture of witner. The rhyme scheme and flow encompasses all that is the beauty of the season.
Nicely done! Thank you for entering my contest!
Best of luck
Janine
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