No Hidden Meaning (Just Snow)
Eastern Pennsylvania morphs from crimson and golds to
stark
Bare branches scrape gray skies
Wreaths in ribbon red adorn front doors
Rooms decked in evergreen crackle with lit fireplaces and
children’s laughter
Plenty of merry, merry greetings and mistletoe kisses
signal the season
Careful cookies and milk preparation, then footie-pajama
kids tucked into bed
Awakened by the glistening reflective gleam, eye
squinting, purest white Christmas
(a writer friend introduced our group to "parashots" - not a poem, not a paragraph, more of a short screenshot of a scene. Many of the examples she gave were autobiographical. I was thinking about waking up as a kid (especially on Christmas morning) and KNOWING it snowed. Before you hopped out of bed, the light shining through curtains was blindingly bright...like the gleam of a million halos or something otherworldly)
I could write a parashot. (I certainly don't do poetry well!)
ReplyDeleteYes, there is that feeling that you know it snowed. And it's awesome.
you could write a great parashot...give it a shot
DeleteThis was excellent Joanne , must have a go at a parashot sometime.
ReplyDeleteYvonne.
I bet yours would be quite poetic - it's all about the language.
DeleteVery nice, Joanne.
ReplyDeleteThe "footie pajama kids" made me feel cozy.
Have a great, safe week.
thanks. It was worth a "shot" to create.
DeleteI love this. You put me right there.
ReplyDeletethanks much. I enjoyed writing it - on a whim
DeleteA neat way to go about it indeed. Even though snow sucks.
ReplyDeletedoesn't suck as a kid - you're not driving or shoveling. It's all about throwing snowballs and using that new sled!
DeleteParashots...that's totally new to me, haven't heard that expression before. Loved the scene though I pictured in my mind as I write your ditty.
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thanks much - glad I captured the image
DeleteThat's excellent! Totally sets the scene!
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Deletethanks. sounds like I created a winner
DeleteI love this! Snapshot writing is beautiful.
ReplyDeletethank you so much
DeleteThis is lovely, Joanne. Brought back many Christmas memories.
ReplyDeletethanks. I figured my Northeast and Midwest friends would understand
Delete'the light shining through curtains was blindingly bright...like the gleam of a million halos or something otherworldly' - so, so beautifully captured! I have never seen a white Christmas morning but I can absolutely visualise this light. Loved the imagery in the entire parashot - another one was rooms 'lit with children's laughter.' Brilliant work!
ReplyDeletethank you. I appreciate you as a true wordsmith. Glad I could strike a chord
DeleteI must confess... I never heard of a parashot before, but this is very cool. Well done!
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