Icy Weather: Quadrille #168

pale winter sky, the color of turned milk
an unfriendly wind skims across the pond
cold as a whisper, caressing my icy cheeks

the streetlamps aren’t on, but shadows creep
coldness descends frosting the street
conscious dreams create my reality 
end of day succeeds


© Colleen M. Chesebro


A quadrille for dVerse, a day late. 

17 thoughts on “Icy Weather: Quadrille #168”

1. I could feel this!

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2. I feel this one, so vividly 💙

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   1. Thanks, Paula. The weather men are saying we are going to get snow tomorrow… Good because I need some new inspiration. LOL!

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3. Beautiful images and imagery, Colleen!
   And I feel kind of cold. . .😏

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4. Dusk in winter–that time before streetlights creates an especially vivid image. (K)

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   1. I love the night then. It’s very mysterious in the winter. Thanks, Kerfe.

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      1. It is. Winter light has its own atmosphere.

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         1. Yes! Each season seems to have a special light at dusk.

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5. Lovely

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   1. Thank you Sadje. 🙏🏻

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      1. You’re most welcome

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6. Gorgeous, Colleen, sounds like my neighborhood right now. All that snow makes for much-needed silence until the garbage truck rolls through 😉

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   1. We have snow! Finally. It’s wet, but we have some of the white stuff! ❤️

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      1. We are getting an artic blast coming this weekend–looks like the northern half of the US in in for more white stuff!

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7. Hi Colleen, I love your descriptions in this poem.

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   1. Thanks so much, Robbie. I’ve been working on imagery to convey my meaning. It’s a process. 💜

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      1. Yes, I’m doing the same

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