Poetry Sunday-Frozen

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Frozen

 

Clean, crisp air of a December morn,

Penetrates to your bones.

Waking you with an longing,

Beckoning you to explore-

The frozen landscapes born.

 

 © Donna Donabella 2011

 

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We are embarking on a new season here, winter.  It starts with frosts and freezes, and RURAL Donna1then wet snowflakes until finally the ground succumbs to its icy way.  This poem was written in late fall 2011 to celebrate the shift to winter.

 

Tomorrow starts my Seasonal Celebrations meme for winter.  Check out my post at Gardens Eye View, on Monday, and join in the celebration of the change of seasons, no matter where you are on earth.  I also invite you to read an excerpt of my Winter story in the latest issue of RURAL magazine.

 

 

I am joining in with Poets United for their weekly poetry link up for poets who blog.  Visit them to read some more wonderful verse.

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And I am linking in with the Kara@A Spirit of Simplicity for her Tuesday Afternoon meme, the I Heart Macro meme hosted by Laura@Shine The Divine that happens every Saturday, and with Judith@Lavender Cottage who is hosting Mosaic Monday.  

 

If you enjoy reading this blog, I welcome you to share it with others. I enjoy spreading the blog love, and I appreciate all who come and read my blogs. 

 

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Special Note:  The pictures here are from the first frost in my garden in late October.

 

 

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I leave you with a few additional words about my frozen world now seen in nature.  I welcome you to download the photo and share it.

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All other photos and original content is copyrighted and the sole property of Donna Donabella @ Living From Happiness, 2014-2015.  Any reprints or use of other photos or content is by permission only.

44 Replies to “Poetry Sunday-Frozen”

  1. Ah, your season is the same as mine! Love going outside first thing in the morning (with dogs) and walking on that frozen grass!

  2. This made me think winter is crisp..it requires sharp decisions…precise actions…and although uncomfortable that can perhaps provide clarity…brilliant!

  3. Ah.. the perfect poem for the season 🙂 the month of December does seem to bring with it a certain sense of longing.
    Beautifully penned.

    Lots of love,
    Sanaa

  4. Winter is soon approaching, you can feel it in the air, the frost on the car and the crunching of the glistening grass. I think you have found the beauty of these mornings in your words.

  5. It’s one of the early signs of winter that I love to see, Donna…the frost. I don’t remember seeing Jack Frost on the windows yet here in the Netherlands but I sure have great memories from years gone by. I’m ready! 🙂

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