Poetry Friday & a winter poem

In a cemetery in Tiverton, Devon, UK. From Wikimedia Commons, by Lewis Clarke.

A quick poem inspired by taking the stairs in my office building earlier this week (which had some dead bugs after the holidays but thankfully, no feathers!)

Linda already has quite a list of participants in today’s Poetry Friday round-up over at Teacher Dance.

Happy Poetry Friday!

Author: Keri

26 thoughts on “Poetry Friday & a winter poem

  1. What a vivid image you conjure, Keri! And the photo you chose! It’s like a very short story.

    1. Thank you! You always “pump up my tires” as my Southern husband is wont to say. I appreciate your encouragement.

  2. Keri, Cats do leave us gifts that would make the tears of angels freeze. I remember well being blessed by my cat. Very moving photo and words.

  3. Wow! So many thoughts come to mind when I read your words and that photo is something to reflect on as well. Thanks for sharing!

  4. Such a story in a few words. Those cats can leave treasures that we may not quite appreciate.

  5. I get so upset when my outside cats hunt and kill some living thing. I know it’s part of their nature, but…
    That image is haunting, too, with its snow-covered face.

  6. When we had an outdoor cat, he would bring a mouse or mole to our door. He would then give a muffled meow as it hung from his mouth, waiting for you to come to the door to see and exclaim over it. When you did show sufficient appreciation, he would proudly crunch the head for you. All I could do was say, “Good job!” and close the door. My expression was probably as warm as that angel’s.

  7. You’ve called forth hard memories of the cats in my life bringing unwanted gifts. The angel hiding her face is a wonderful completion of the picture. Thanks, Keri

  8. I’m loving the background photo on your blog right now… so wintery-lovely! I also think your haiku is clever and together with the photo you chose, tells a complete story. Have a wonderful year!

    1. Thank you, Violet! I’m fortunate to have a stepson who is a great photographer (and lets me use his work!)

  9. Amazing what we see when we take a different route. I feel like there is also a poem in that gorgeous photograph. Not quite sure, though, what it might be. Hmmmm.

  10. I love your image. My daughter and I like to walk around a resting place with our cameras. We don’t talk but we feel happy and connected as we capture moments in stone. Feathers scattered….pretty. They are always pretty even when one has to get to the third floor!

  11. You have a rather graphic imagination! 😉

    The unexpected snow angel photo may find it’s way into another angel project poem!

  12. Oh, Keri, animal kingdom chills here at your place this weekend too, I see? ;0) Terrific poem, and that photograph… Brrrrr,

  13. This is gorgeous, Keri. I think of Andrea Davis Pinkney’s description of snow in A POEM FOR PETER — how its blanket reveals that we share this world in common.

  14. What a beautiful picture Keri. You found a poem or did it find you by noticing the small moment. What a find! Do you think that this one might be an offering for my next winter gallery, Winter Wonder? I would love to showcase an #imagepoem from you.

    1. If you are interested, I think you should make your name larger for all to see. Just a suggestion if interested.

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