Winter Rainbow
What do you call the color of sunlight on snow?
A whiter white with flecks of sparkling prisms?
Bright silver with contrasting greys of depth?
Where corkscrewed plow has churned, it
looks like chopped gunmetal-colored cement.
Fast-moving rust jerks, robotic in her search
for milquetoast bits of kernels in mostly empty
sunflower shells. Reds hit and run above her
in hypnotizing rhythm. Tuxedo-ed chickadees
compete with turquoise-blue jays as alternates.
Networked shadows supervise from above,
complicating but never occluding sky’s hue.
My pasty face sits with theirs, striped and masked,
looking through milky, water-stained windows,
dreaming yet again of yellow, orange, and green.
Mish is today’s host of dVerse’ Poetics. Mish says:
Write a poem from the perspective of a color and post it to your blog.
Tao Talk 
I do love the thought of such a kaleidoscope of colors in the snow… yes so bright and lovely
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Thank you, Bjorn 🙂
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I agree with Bjorn – it’s a colourful kaleidoscope, this poem of yours, Lisa! I love the way it begins with questions that got me thinking about sunlight on snow, only to shake me up with fast-moving rust and tuxedo-ed chickadees and turquoise-blue jays.
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Thanks, Kim. I didn’t know where it was going until it went there. What isn’t out there gets colored in with my mind until the real stuff comes. It doesn’t feel like winter will be over in just a couple of weeks…
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What an awesome post, and song, too!
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Thanks, Irene! I love that whole album, Born 2B Blue.
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Oh how you put color and beauty into the blah of winter. Three stanzas, each with their own unique imagery. I like the way you delved deeper into the hues.
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Thank you, Mish!
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This is a beauty!
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Thank you, “Someone” 🙂
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A spectrum of birds for a rainbow – what a palate!
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Yes there is a rainbow of birds and squirrels that visit, adding splashes of color against the snow. Thank you, Dora 🙂
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Multi-hued light show! Dazzling write, Lisa! Well done.
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Thanks, Ron!
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This is breathtakingly beautiful! I love; “Fast-moving rust jerks, robotic in her search for milquetoast bits of kernels in mostly empty sunflower shells.”💝💝
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I tried to say everything about the squirrel except squirrel 😉
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Minds of the great–we went to the same place.
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aha! Time for me to read yours 🙂
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Wow, only a poet could languish such beauty ice, slush and mud. You were very successful in that endeavor. The birds and rodents were a nice touch. Lie you, I long for Spring and rebirth.
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Glenn, your comments always bring joy to me, they are poems in and of themselves. Thank you.
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you write of a winter I don’t know but love the way you wove so many colours in there!
Soothing song, take care precious
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Thank you, Kate. I liked your Zeal for Teal also 🙂
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thanks Lisa
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Great images Lisa! Your dirty snow reminded me of a mime’s face with black streaks running! Love your poem.
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Thanks much, Dwight 🙂
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You are welcome!
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Rainbow of words and hues of white!
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🙂 Yes!
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🙏🙏🙏
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I was just admiring the sun on the snow earlier today and your words have brought that beauty back. If only it was warmer with all of winter’s breathtaking beauty! ✨
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It does make a beautiful — albeit frozen — canvas doesn’t it 🙂
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I wish I got to see snow more often to appreciate, as you have, its many moods, hues and beauties.
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Thank you for reading and your comment.
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These are difficult colours to paint and yet paint them you have, so skilfully! I love ‘chopped gunmetal-colored cement.’ That’s exactly how it looks!
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🙂 Thanks, Ingrid.
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Lisa, the whole poem was incredibly lovely, but I enjoyed it even more once I scrolled back up and looked at its title. Truly a rainbow.
Yours,
David
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Thank you, David. What colors I didn’t see out there I added. As I walked the poetry trail I see I was supposed to inhabit one color and speak from that place. Maybe I’ll give it a try for OLN tomorrow.
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Wow, a fun mix of lots of colors.
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It’s difficult for me to color within the lines sometimes, and even more difficult when given just one crayon. Sabio, so nice to see you. Where the heck have you been?
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Light’s reflections–a good place to spend time I think. (K)
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Loved this piece Lisa. I found it captivating.
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Thanks, Rob!
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what a lovely evocative piece. I definitely could use a winter rainbow right now, relief from all these shades of blandness. 🙂
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Thanks! I enjoyed your poem on Amber also, JP.
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The idea of a winter rainbow is so appealing. You have done it justice!
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Thanks Sara!
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We don’t get snow here. So thank you, Li, for showing snow in all its glorious colours through your excellent imagery. ❤️
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Thank you for your wonderful comment, Punam 🙂
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You are so welcome. 🙂
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Beautiful imagery. Snow and sunlight is mostly ever portrayed as magical, it’s good to read another side to it.
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Many thanks, Jude.
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My pleasure
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I am so looking forward to the yellows of spring. I’ve started growing a carrot and radish top near one of the windows just to see more than the different hues of birds when I look out my window 🌷🌺🌼
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That’s a great idea, Jules. I have some “rooty” carrots in my veggie bin I could try it with.
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Some folks use toothpicks to keep the top above water. I put in some glass stones (for holding floral arrangements) in the base of a small bowl – to keep the top up and have room for the roots to grow. They consume quite a bit of water so keep an eye on them. 😉
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🙂
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