Thursday, December 20, 2007

Beauty Of A Kind


sparkling crystals adorned bare branches-
sun-kissed and eye catching those precious jewels,
freezing rain turned priceless ornaments!

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In response to the prompt from One Deep Breath
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16 comments:

Sandy Carlson said...

Such was our landscape yesterday. And then the jewels evaporated. Thanks for this poem. God bless.

Robin said...

What a lovely way to reframe an ice storm.

How is your daughter feeling today? I hope she's well on the mend by now.

Thinking aloud said...

hey, that's what's happening here every day...only therain is not freezing :)

***freezing rain turned priceless ornaments*** lovely......

Bala said...

What a nice way to look at and enjoy Nature.Good one

paisley said...

and i do believe they are the best kind!!!!!!

crimsonflaw said...

beautiful....thank you for sharing this one

STP said...

Wonderful!!! You have said so much for so few words.

Brian said...

so beautiful indeed. thanks for the visual... no ice or snow here

Scott Clawson said...

I always believe that ice storms are so beautiful with the way the encapsulate the trees and your poem encapsulates this occurance so beautifully, thanks for sharing it.

Linda said...

Nature's ornaments are always the most beautiful! This little poem captures that perfectly!

qualcosa di bello said...

ice twinkling in the sunlight is indeed beautiful! lovely words...merry Christmas!

jeques said...

It is interesting to note that even in winter when all the leaves has fallen, mother nature still leaves us a gift of green in pine trees. It is this season that this trees shine. You adorned the tree with your words even more.

I wish you well.

~ Jeques

Deborah Vatcher said...

The way an ice storm catches the eye, your poem captures the imagination.

Crafty Green Poet said...

lovely image

Redness said...

So much in so little - beautiful! Mega wishes to You Ul & Yours in 2008 xxx.

tumblewords said...

Precious jewels, indeed! I've seen those times and they are finer than fine. Love your poem!