Looking Chilled

Last night we walked beneath the stars
Comets passed by ascending Mars
We trod in silence up a hill
Our hearts aflame against the chill

Snowflakes clung to branches of pine
I didn’t care, your hand in mine
The milky way our eyes did fill
Our hearts aflame against the chill

As we stood the moon lit the sky
In the quiet an owl soared by
Cheeks and noses cold we stood still
Our hearts aflame against the chill

Faces pointed into the wind
We watched the owl to feast descend
Then turned our feet toward home down hill
Our hearts aflame against the chill

The above is today’s offering for the Super Poetry Challenge in honor of NPM. I used prompt #7 – Write a poem using the words – stars, pine, sky, wind, chill. I decided to write a Kyrielle. A Kyrielle is a poem of 4 stanzas with 4 lines per stanza. Each line has 8 syllables and the last line of the first stanza becomes the refrain and is repeated as the last line of subsequent stanzas. The stanzas consist of rhyming couplets. This results in a rhyme scheme of aaxX – bbxX – ccxX – ddxX where the X is the refrain. It sounds much more confusing than it really is.

With the prospect of Spring supposedly upon us, I’m still skeptical. I can recall snow in May so until we hit consistent temperatures at night of 60 degrees Fahrenheit, I will not mothball my winter coat!

53 thoughts on “Looking Chilled

  1. We strangely started spring in March, but then there was snow last week. I won’t be convinced that my lilac will really bloom until I smell the fragrance when I open my front door.

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    1. Well, it is snowing here. It started yesterday afternoon but Sparky said, “It won’t stick. Will probably turn to rain in a couple hours.” Well, here we are 16 hours later and the grass is under a blanket of snow and the morning church live stream suggested we listen to Christmas music! And I really am chilled.

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    1. Thanks a million Kate! I’m so glad you liked this one. I’m not an expert but I do like to try to keep my brain in shape – doing poetry calisthenics is my preferred method of exercise… hehehe!

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                    1. ah my theory is if you fall asleep then you need the sleep … it’s taken me years to get here but persistent effort sure pays off πŸ™‚

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                    2. It isn’t a problem for us but I can imagine in a relationship with 2 volatile personalities it could get dicey. Sparky is mostly comatose and it takes an atom bomb to get him riled. So we are good. He just has a lot of energy and needs to be active. The warmer weather should help a lot.

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  2. What a beautiful poem, Muri. It speaks of the love you have for nature and each other. Perhaps a metaphor for facing the challenges of today’s world together, hand in hand? Poetry forms always sound harder than they really are when they’re laid out like math problems to be solved, all those a’s and b’s and x’s! Much easier to dissect and imitate a good example. Well done. πŸ™‚

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    1. Thanks for the wonderful compliment! I am chilled today since there is about an inch or two of snow on the ground. It won’t get very much above 32F today so I suspect it will not melt until tomorrow. I dislike math in the extreme but I can do it – math story problems make me feel ill. I’ve never liked them. Poetry however is much more doable. There have been times when a good example makes everything clear. NPM is my challenge to step away from the easy stuff and challenge myself! Can’t wait to see what you are up to!

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            1. Spring in Indiana – If you don’t like the weather wait a couple hours and it will change. I think Northern Indiana is where bipolar spring hangs out. We have another couple inches of snow today…

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  3. I want to think poetically but I find it so hard to think in terms of rhyme scheme while online working from home. I need a rainy day with nothing on the docket. This is your favorite form of mental exercise!

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  4. What an awful surprise when I looked out the window yesterday morning! And to think, on Easter day I thought about putting the snow shovels away, but I was too tired when I got home.

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  5. Just the thought of mental exercise makes me cringe but it enhances my appreciation for your efforts nonetheless. I suspect that creating a poem like this takes as much effort as a mountain bike climb from Mountain Home Creek to Angelus Oaks and probably burns as many calories. I live vicariously through your poems.

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    1. Hehe! If only mental exertion burned as many calories I’d be rail thin. I’m so tickled you are enjoying my efforts. I’m waiting for some down hill escapades in a post from you!!

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  6. I love the format…lends well to your lovely thoughts on love on a snowy evening…the images you created looks to me as if i am a watching a very romantic scene from a movie..

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