Alison Cassidy

Winter Song

Watching the children
Through a gauze curtain
Damp eyes shining
Cold breath steaming

Mud-speckled trousers
Feet red with chilblains
Noses red with wiping
Dog damp and smelly

Bright woolen colors
Growing on needles
Hot soup bubbling
Sprinkled with parsley

Cockatoos screeching
Sulphur crests reaching
Perching clown-like
On bare branches

Opening the curtains
On a white blanket
Snow-flakes are falling
Winter is with us

Poem Submitted: Friday, July 7, 2006
Poem Edited: Friday, August 13, 2010

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Comments about Winter Song by Alison Cassidy

  • Elysabeth FaslundElysabeth Faslund (7/25/2007 12:16:00 AM)

    Would you have given up this moment of wintertime...for one in summer with kids on a merry-go-round? Course you wouldn't have! A picture etched in our mind needs to be immortalized on paper, for memory and to share with others. You have done this excellently! ! xxElysabeth

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  • Not a member No 4 (1/18/2007 6:44:00 PM)

    Allie, you'll be pleased to know that this was roughly the sight I woke to this morning in Renfrewshire, Scotland. There were very few cockatoos admittedly, but the ground and trees wore a big white fleece and massive flakes of snow were falling. But still your picture seems more convincing. The magic is in the detail. That makes this an exceptionally evocative poem! ! Thank you. jim

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  • Esther Leclerc (7/15/2006 10:59:00 PM)

    You bring it all back - thank you, Allie! Love, Esther : ]

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  • Linda OriLinda Ori (7/12/2006 10:25:00 PM)

    Nice use of imagery - very colorful picture. Looking at the world as an observer, no longer a participant, but comfortable and at peace. A true winter song.
    Linda

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  • Jerry Hughes (7/8/2006 7:43:00 PM)

    An excellent build up to the full-on snow fall of some years ago but leave the parsely off the soup, por favor?

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