Saturday, January 24, 2015

heart of winter


heart of winter
will you melt away, turn
     shades of gray
into lavender skies-
blue eyes cold as ice, warm
     up to me again

plant a seed of love
on this barren landscape
     give me sunrises
the color of purple irises-
the taste of honey
     and liquid sunsets

i want cinnamon mornings
and nights of belonging
     to the stars and you


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My dear friends, I hope you're staying warm! It's been cold in NY, though not as cold as last winter. This is only our third snow storm so far. I've been busy at work and enjoying my poetry and photography hobbies. Tonight I was inspired to write a poem about winter as a metaphor for unrequited love. I always look forward to my weekend post and visiting my favorite bloggers and poets! Have a great week ahead! xx

34 comments:

  1. hey i had a cinnamon dulce latte today....smiles...a little spice, and nights of belonging sounds like a great way to keep warm on cold nights....smiles.....

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  2. Melt away and leave the sun shining is the way for the cat. But nope, stuck with the cold and snow, ugg lol

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  3. I love the accompanying images.

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  4. Che belle queste immagini mi trasportano in una dimensione e realtà a me distante Buona domenica cara Loredana

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  5. Love that beautiful picture with your poem. That shot is amazing and makes me want to go for a walk there.
    And your poem is just as amazing. I think that's how most people feel about long, dark cold winters - like unrequited love.
    Have a wonderful Sunday! :)

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  6. I too love cinnamon mornings and flowers blooming ~ I know about cold & ice, smiles ~

    Have a lovely Sunday ~

    Grace

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  7. In the middle of winter we have to enjoy those cinnamon mornings, which will definitely take the chill away on those blustery days!

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  8. Honey and cinnamon go together in extending good health! Wonderful write Loredana!

    Hank

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  9. What a glorious sky.. Here it is just various shades of gray, the cinnamon morning would be perfect.

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  10. lovely pics and poem... written with a gentle pen

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  11. I love the sweetness the last verse leaves...beautiful.

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  12. A warm Jasmine tea would be nice in this time of the year. You have created antmosphere full of hopes about winter & beyond. A well inspired piece that sings beautifully within my ears. Lovely!

    - ksm

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  13. cinnamon is the perfect spice to keep warm on a winter morning - and embeds so much warmth and intimacy as well

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  14. Such beautiful evocative imagery in this poem........especially the cinnamon mornings....and belonging to the stars.

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  15. Just lovely Loredana....and our cold winter is a perfect metaphor. Here it has been colder than last year barely reaching 25 most days....Brrrr!

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  16. I really enjoyed the pictures that you've painted with these words because it creates a mural of landscapes that I adore.

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  17. I enjoyed your imagery - especially the 'cinnamon mornings' and the photo. Apparently you on the East coast are bracing up for a very bad storm. Keep safe and very warm!

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  18. everyone wants to escape winter but since we can't do that, we should learn to love it then.

    enjoyed the poem and sentiments

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  19. I like the thought of gray skies turning lavender. The first stanza really sets the mood and the reader is not disappointed as they yearn for cinnamon mornings.

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  20. this reminds of something albert camus said about finding the summer within yourself in the midst of winter

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  21. Even though it's about winter and sadness — what struck me is all the beautiful colours in both pictures and poem!

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  22. When love is the landscape, it's winters must, must melt into springs. Beautiul.

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  23. lovely imagery...the beautiful, soulful "just out of reach" of unrequited love.

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  24. As a winter lover, I love this Loredana. Everything about it. Cinnamon mornings - love that line :)

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  25. I am most impressed by your internal rhymes. They add immediate interest.

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  26. Yes, we are in the thick of it now here in New York. I had a cuppa chai this morning stirred with a cinnamon stick. And I am on my way home now to enjoy the snowfall from the big, comfy couch, in front of the blazing woodstove, with a giant mug of cocoa, topped off with whipped cream, a sprinkle of cinnamon, and a leftover candy cane from the Christmas that we missed! Stay warm, and safe, and dry! Aloha from across the river!

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  27. this was quite refreshing in that for the moment while reading this i felt an escape from the cold and snow up here in northern Indiana by the lake

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  28. Hi Loredana,
    your poems continue to amaze me. :-)
    I have nominated you for the very inspiring blogger award. Please go to my blog to find out more. :-)
    http://deadrosesandweepingfigs.blogspot.com/2015/01/the-very-inspiring-blogger-award.html

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  29. Foto piene di atmosfera e luci...spero che le condizioni del clima non siano così pericolose come pare e che lo storm di neve in arrivo sia più mite del previsto. La tua poesìa è bella e piena di musica e invita a pensare .... che non manca più tanto alla nostra desiderata primavera. Abbraccio affettuoso,Rita.

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  30. Queste foto sono meravigliose, quasi ovattate con la neve che scende magicamente! complimenti, ciao Cri : )

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  31. so very lovely...the photos and the words.

    you make me homesick for some great iced coffee, a good fire, a cozy book and a winter storm outside my window! we've barely had a bit of snow here in kentucky this winter. but the cold has still been harsh!

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