Treasure Island

William F Dougherty

(West Hartford, CT)

Winterlude


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Chalks of birch
lambent, lean
in a cuticle moon's unclouded glare;
a thrash of branches, tossing, click
like strings of dice
in tumbling air.

Welting winds
hector the snow,
glossing its downy quilt with a crust,
buffer hibernates from stalactite blades,
as winterlude
fulfills a trust.

Enameled snow
cushions sleepers
curled in burrows for nature's curfew-
beyond the soil's sharp cutlery of ice
woodchucks and toads
doze deep in queue.


Submitted: Saturday, April 14, 2012
Edited: Thursday, July 19, 2012

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  • I.s. Aji Ronoatmojo (4/27/2012 1:23:00 PM)

    Amazing poetic words between stalactic and snow, leap to winterlude and trus.10+++ for your beautiful poetry, this connecting between poets even in different culture and place. I would like be happy if you also comment and evaluate my poems. My best Regard from Jakarta (Indonesia) . (Report) Reply

  • William F Dougherty (4/17/2012 1:08:00 PM)

    Analogy well made. Poems here about animals, birds, trees, natural settings posted almost always are
    metaphors for humane moods, complexities, circumstances. (Report) Reply

  • Veeraiyah Subbulakshmi (4/17/2012 2:38:00 AM)

    I can feel the unkind winter that has made the stalactite blades that poke the poverty of poor in our region, where our people sleep with out a proper blanket on the street, when the animals at least have the burrows. (Report) Reply

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