Snow Siren Sea
I like its brightness on scape,
white bleaching in stillness
my warm house like a cozy ship,
through portholes gaze upon
frozen sea, where I imagine,
bundled up, winter sailor, I brave
to swim through it with muk-
a-luks to island of parting siren.
Warming frozen lock with mittened
paws, it blessedly clicks.
Oh memory, ice solid,
that indeed the tank is nectar full
for shining beauty with her special,
whirling song. Foolish
be the blockade of unliquid
crystal flakes and boulders
who, mesmerized, riff
and flee with their own beguilement.
Cherry-cheeked, sparkly-eyed,
I trudge and turn in time,
a winter puppet’s pirouette,
round and round, in their dance.
Soon all weary, we retire
to our places, frozen, warm, a-rest.
Kim is today’s host of dVerse’ Poetics Tuesday. Kim says:
I would like you to write about snow as you see, feel or imagine it, in any form you wish, using clear imagery as crisp as fresh-fallen snow.
Tao Talk 
“my warm house like a cozy ship,
through portholes gaze upon
frozen sea, where I imagine”
I love this idea.
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<3 :) I've been snowed in since Friday, and in the words of REM, "I feel fine."
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Love it, Li!!
♥️
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<3
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Snow can definitely bring out the child in us. But a warm room is a welcome port. (K)
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<3
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A delightful perspective from your porthole, Lisa! I especially like the final verse :)
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Thanks, Lynn :)
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A Disney Imagineer would have a field day with this poem Lisa … bringing it to life. Love it.
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smiling to think of it that way, Helen <3
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I like snow and the pretty white coating it can put on trees and other objects – but everything in moderation, especially when it comes to driving in snow or snow shoveling!😆
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Christian, I’ve been snowed in since Friday and will be going out there in a few minutes to bring this scene to life. I can’t see the footprints from when I walked out to the mailbox yesterday. I tried to get into the garage yesterday but the lock is frozen. Going out there with WD40 and a handwarmer packet and hope it works. I know exactly what you mean about the moderation.
Enough is enough!
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Jeez, now I feel a bit like an idiot after hearing about your situation. While I assume you are used to plenty of snow, dealing with it still must be very burdensome. Here’s to hoping for an early spring! :-)
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Christian, please don’t idiotize yourself ;) It’s Michigan. They don’t call it The Big Mitten for nothing. YES on early spring.
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Lisa, I too absolutely loved the concept of the warm house as a cozy ship, and immediately imagined ours as being similar…looking out our porthole windows today at a sea of frozen white. This is one of my all-time favorites you’ve written. Excellent!
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Bruce, thanks so much! I’m going to have to go swimming in my muk-a-luks in a few minutes. Wish me luck!
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White bleaching in stillness… beautiful 😍
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<3 Thanks, Bern!
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Very nicely written, Lisa. You know all about snow where you live. I really like you description of being a sailor on a sea of snow. You will definitely need your mukluks in all that snow!
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Dwight, more fell last night. About to go swimming in a few minutes. Wish me luck I can get to the siren so she and the snow can dance (lock is frozen on garage.)
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Be careful… We have a big one on the way Saturday and Sunday!! First one in a few years!
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Dwight, I had quite a day today. County plow knocked my mailbox off! Had to climb down into the ditch to get it and twined it back on the heavy metal pole it rests on. Then the lock on the garage was frozen so I had to “de-ice” it with WD40 and a glove warmer packet. Finally got going on it and that part was ok.
Back inside my ship warm and cozy.
Best of luck to you on your storm and DONT OVERDO IT on shoveling, please. If you make any snow angels or snow people please take pics :)
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:>) Do they have fat angels?? LOL
You have had quiet a day. Hope you can stay in and stay warm!
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I’m sure angels come in all shapes and sizes, just like we do. Today was way calmer than yesterday. I went out to a book club and then just got back from dinner out with older son. We’ve got – windchill numbers projected for tomorrow.
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I think you are right. :>) Now they are calling for and ice storm accumulating 0.5 inches!
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Nice one, Lisa
Thanks for dropping by my blog
🎇much love
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Thanks much and you are welcome, Dear Gillena <3
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Love the snow seen as the sea…
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Thanks, Judy. Glad you were able to sea my post ;)
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You were the one to sea it. I merely saw what you sead.
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lol :)
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I love those warming mittens and cherry cheeks – a wonderful exploration of the world outside your window – Jae
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:) thanks, Jae!
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I love the sibilant title, Lisa, and the stunning scene you paint of snow – I’m almost tempted by the ‘white bleaching in stillness’. I also love the sailing metaphor and the foolish ‘blockade of unliquid crystal flakes and boulders / who, mesmerized, riff / and flee with their own beguilement.’
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Kim, thank you and thank you for your perfect (for me) prompt as I’m floating in it right now :)
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My pleasure, Lisa, and happy you enjoyed the prompt.
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Being snowed in is something that actually brings a lot of comfort to me….
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Bjorn, same here. I’ve been snowed in since Friday. An appointment tomorrow has me going out there soon. I noticed my neighbor across the street hasn’t come out either, so maybe there are more of us than we know.
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Beautiful scene Li.
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Thanks much, Sadje.
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You’re most welcome
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gorgeous Li <3 :-)
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glad for the warmth of the poem. Blessings. Keep warm as you sail.
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Selma, I’m trying. Do you have snow there?
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This is gorgeously encapsulated, Lisa! I especially love; “my warm house like a cozy ship, through portholes gaze upon frozen sea.” ❤️❤️
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Sanaa, thank you <3 <3
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Magical! I love your vision of being a sailor venturing out from your “cozy ship” to cross the frozen, and your “pirouette” with the snowflakes. This is so beautiful ❤️
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Lisa, happy you enjoyed those visuals <3
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Very much so!
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This is lovely, Lisa. I have only experienced snow a handful of times so your poem is an experience for me.
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Robbie, I wish you could see the sea of snow that’s out there now. Even though it is nothing like the mass quantities we used to get 40+ years ago, it’s a lot.
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I’m sure it is very beautiful
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Wonderful poem – I am glad you have your snug bolthole Lisa – know you have been snowed in for a while now – keep safe and warm❤️
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Ange, thanks. My toes are still freezing but the driveway is cleared now. The county plows came through as I was out there so I had to re-clear, but better that than coming in and having them pass by. Thanks, Dear <3
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❤️
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So musical and well done! (You should consider publishing — list of publications that accept poems previously posted on blogs: https://zumpoems.com/2025/10/14/poetry-publications/)
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Thanks so much on the poem, and thank you for the link. I bookmarked it. If I had an assistant I’d put them to work submitting my poems :)
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The title really drew me in and I really enjoyed you home as a cozy ship. That was creative as well as the portholes.
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Truedessa, thanks very much. I liked looking at the garage as the island where the siren lives also :)
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What a great poem that gives an allure and ode to the gift of winter. Hope you are staying warm, Li!! xx
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Cindy thank you very much. I like what you see in the poem <3
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…ahoy Lisa! ;)
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haha!
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wesome poem! Home is definitely where I want to be in the snow.
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Thanks much, Sub. Indeed.
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This is lovely. Beautiful imagery and rhythm.
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Steve, thanks!
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You’re welcome, Lisa!
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Awesome Lisa…it has a natural flow to it.
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Thanks, Max :)
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Sail on 👏
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:)
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Absolutely entranced by your use of imagery, Li, and I dwelt in glorious delight especially on these lines:
“Cherry-cheeked, sparkly-eyed,
I trudge and turn in time,
a winter puppet’s pirouette,
round and round, in their dance.”
So perfectly beautiful.
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Dora, many thanks, happy you were entranced <3
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“Cherry-cheeked, sparkly-eyed,
I trudge and turn in time,
a winter puppet’s pirouette,
round and round, in their dance.”
What a charming, lovely poem, Li!
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:) thanks so much, Sara!
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