
Shift is the word for Quadrille Monday at d’Verse , where Mish is tending the bar. The theme and style of your poem is open as long as your quadrille is exactly 44 words, not including the title. I have entered a second quadrille, less self serving than my first. Visit the pub to link in and to read more shifty poems.
Transformations of Matter by D. Avery
don’t think me shiftless
I’m bearing witness
to the melting snow
transformations of matter
microscopic multifold
crystalline structures collapse
heaped snow shrinks and shifts
drips water and mist
changing shape and form
winter’s end is this
snow a splitting chrysalis
spring unfolds damp wings
Absolutely beautiful, D. I really love the imagery of your haiku-like final verse. Magic surrouds us. So much to wonder at.
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Thank you Norah. It’s a gray day, but warm, will get over 3.5 degrees celsius (did some math for you) so we’ll lose a lot of snow. I’d really like to watch it melt all day but the to-do list indicates I will miss the subtleties.
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We lose a lot, and not just snow, with those to-do lists. Thank you for doing the math for me. It’s rarely gets that cool here. Not any more anyway. It barely gets down to 10 mid-winter though I do remember frosts from years ago.
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Wonderful take D
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Thanks!
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You’re welcome
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Beautiful, D.! Bearing witness to the shifting season in short, sharp, stanzas–lovely!
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Thank you, much appreciated.
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You’re very welcome!
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Tremendously beautiful! Comparing the emergence of Spring to the birth of a butterfly is
the kind of imagery that will linger with me. ❤
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Aw! Thanks!
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Let spring begin! I’m ready for the shift!
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Wonderfully done. I so feel this as we are pretty much in the same snowdrift 😉
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Yep. Spring snow is a whole other thing, ever changing.
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That it is. And what I like best about it, is it’s ability to disappear faster 😉
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Love the way the first line pulled me in. Beautiful images of the transition of Spring.
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Thank you. It can be a messy transition, as so many are, but I’ll take it.
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That is one thing we tend to forget, spring is always wet.
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There’s still plenty of snow, even as it melts. Heavy. Wet. Deep. But it is spring!
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Nice!
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Thanks!
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You’re welcome!
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It does have damp wings! But the sun is gradually drying them out. (K)
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Gorgeous writing!
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Thank you.
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This is delightful 💚
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Spring is still pupating since this writing. Got a few more inches of wet snow today.
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❤️🔥
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