shades of silver
moonlight on an icy river
frozen in time
Copyright 2018 Brenda Davis Harsham
Notes: Happy Poetry Friday and thanks to Donna Smith at MainelyWrite for hosting! There’s still time to add a line or two to my Poetry Is… An Invitation if you missed it last week. Stop by next week to see the full collection and write a poem from it.
Did everyone see the Super Blue Moon Wednesday night? My kids informed me that a blue moon is a second full moon in one month. And it’s a super moon because it’s nearest the earth. Meanwhile, my son is playing Moon River on the cello. Some moments are worth remembering.
Also, I’m thinking about writing book reviews. Anyone have links to good how-to articles or thoughts on using the cover page from the internet? Thanks!
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How beautiful, and now Moon River is playing in my head, which is a lovely song to have in there! 🙂
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Melancholy but lovely. 🙂
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Nice!
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Thanks!
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You capture the moment beautifully, Brenda.
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Thanks, Michelle. I’m happy to see a new ditty challenge. Always something fun to toy with.
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That is an absolutely gorgeous photo – no wonder it inspired you to write something beautiful. 🙂
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Thanks, Myra. What a nice thing to say. Have a wonderful week ahead!
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Those shades of silver are quite nice – beautiful imagery.
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Thanks, Matt.
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Excellent photo, Brenda! And aren’t you lucky, having three musicians to listen to?!
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I am so lucky! Thank you!
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The poem and photo work together perfectly.
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Thanks!
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Exactly my thoughts. Black and white photography has special beauty. I like “frozen in time”. Both poem and photo have frozen time forever:
” “I can beat music”,
said Alice to the Caterpillar.
So there is time in music.
Any musical piece has indeed
frozen time forever
just as well as the other arts:
Photography, painting…
And writing…”
(from my poem I tasted spring: https://momentsbloc.wordpress.com/2017/04/09/i-tasted-spring/)
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Beautiful comment. I think of music as moving time, the pulsing beat of our hearts.
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Yes, I like this paradox. Music is static and moving time. On the one hand, music can indeed capture time as in Lewis Carroll’s Alice In Wonderland. When Alice talks to the Caterpillar she says she can beat music. It is the pulsation of our hearts and also math, you can divide and subdivide beats. But further subdivisions can no longer be perceived by the human ear and would lead you to infinity which is unattainable for humankind. Controversely, you can write a musical piece and it will always be there for future generations to be played and listened to. Right now, for instance, I am listening to a CD playing Beethoven’s Symphony No. 6. Back to your beautiful three-verse poem (is that a haiku?) I love the nature descriptions and the photo makes it all more vivid, it is as though the paradoxically frozen tree branch has a life of its own.
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It’s in haiku form, since syllable counting is more of a maximum than a goal. Alice in Wonderland, music and math. You are my kind of person.
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Thank you, Brenda. The feeling is mutual.
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That is a gorgeous photo and poem!
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Thanks!
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Love hearing that moon scene, the picture and the cello. Yes, I saw it rise, and rose very early to see the eclipse. It was a date I didn’t want to miss.
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That’s perfect. I just saw it while I was driving my kids around. 🙂
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Gorgeous picture and poem. The wonders of winter sure make up for its inconveniences!
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Thanks, Molly. I do love the way things look, like frosted cake.
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Great capture – in words and pics. And son playing cello… #sojealous My son learnt cells. Mayhaps I can drop a hint, and he will pull it out to play again… Love the cello!
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Maybe he needs the right music to spark his interest. My son is learning Welcome to the Jungle. He seems to like rock and cello. A compelling mixture, actually.
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My creek did freeze up this winter – first time in a long time that more than just the edges got frosted. A neighbor even walked across it!
Too may prompts not enough time. But I’ll investigate and book mark it as I’ve done now with your place. (New lap top and all bookmarks were lost…)
Hi Ho – different Icon to new short daily short verses… Hugs to you and yours Jules
I always mean to stop by more often, but time … you know how that goes. I wrote a post about the triple Moon –
mooning trilogy
I only got to see a small bit of the moon setting tinge red for the Blood moon. But there is another full blue moon (not sure if it is super or not. March 31.
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You should take a picture of your frozen creek.
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I did… but I’m still not adept at transferring from the camera to the computer. 😦
One of these days…
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Accurate and imaginative, this poem is accompanied by exotic visuals. Your posts never cease to delight. Thanks also for liking my post. Others might like to take a look at this week’s https:annegaelan16.wordpress.com.
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Thanks!
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Reblogged this on By the Mighty Mumford and commented:
ORT-ORT-ORT-ORT-ORT-ORT-ORT-!!!!!!!!! FROZEN THAT IS! DID YOU TAKE THIS WONDER, BRENDA?
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Yes, that’s my photo. 🙂
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GREAT SHOT!
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Thanks!
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Gorgeous pic and evocative poem. “Moon River” was one of the first piano pieces I memorized and I loved playing it over and over . . . 🙂
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I love the movie, Breakfast at Tiffany, with that song, too. I was so surprised when he started playing it. I didn’t know he had the music.
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One of my all-time fave movies!
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Audrey Hepburn had such class. That indefinable extra bit of world-love that shines from a person and makes you want to be their friend.
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I love looking at the iciness of trees at night under moonlight or in the morning sunlight…when I don’t have to drive somewhere! Love your poem and the image!
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Thanks, Donna. I managed a positive winter poem. I wasn’t sure I would this year.
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I, too, am thinking about your son playing Moon River on the cello! I need that sheet music. 🙂 Thank you, Brenda! xo
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My hubby gave him a 2Cellos sheet music collection (Hal Leonard), and Moon River is one of the pieces. He’s loving taking classical music breaks.
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Great photograph
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Thanks!
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Now that is a really good photo…frozen in time! Thanks for the share. Is Spring around the corner yet? We are getting drier months ahead in lil red dot after a mini waterspout episode and hail stones! A rarity here!
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What is a mini waterspout episode? And thanks!
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A waterspout is an intense columnar vortex that occurs over a body of water. Some are connected to a cumulus congestus cloud, some to a cumuliform cloud and some to a cumulonimbus cloud. In the common form, it is a non-supercell tornado over water. Wikipedia 😆Says it best. It is a mini tornado and scary to me😲
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Yikes! A watery wicked witch of the west moment.
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and here it was a lunar eclipse, too. i saw nothing, but always am fascinated by the moon and what it does to people. (and the rest of the natural world). i think you would be a great reviewer – fair, open minded, and a great writer.
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Thanks, Beth. I wrote my first post, and I scheduled it for a few weeks from today. It’s tricky trying to keep it short.
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What lovely words….and to think they are accompanied by Cello. sigh.
If you join NetGalley you can get ARCs of books for review. I don’t have any sage how-to advice.
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Thanks, Linda. They have picture books, too?
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Lovely, dear Brenda!
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Thanks, Holly.
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Such a Groovy Shaded Dream.. 😎🥀
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Thanks, Dorna!
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In some places there was a lunar eclipse too. A Super Blue Blood Moon trifecta, as NASA called it.
Love the poem, absolutely adore the photo.
Big hugs
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I heard that. The heavens are constantly pouring love on us, should we just stop to receive it. Thanks for this lovely comment. XOXO
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Lovely image and words, as always, Brenda. 😍
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Thanks, Dina. 🙂
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What an awesome image…slow claps…take a bow…well written
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Thanks!
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Your poem reads so smoothly as if it’s gliding across your river of ice Brenda! And wow is that a frozen branch in the center of your photo, pretty cool, thanks.
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Thanks, Michelle. It was quite an icy day. Fortunately, it didn’t last. I’ll be happy to see you in the roundup. 🙂
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Great image
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Thanks!
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paceamorelibri.wordpress.com is a book review blog run by a fantastic writer called Rachel. If I could write like she does, I’d not be a starving artist. I think she sets a good example.
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Thanks! I’ll stop by and visit.
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Wonderful images both of the Ice and the visualisation of your children playing music and telling you the facts of the moon..
Yes I saw the Super Moon, and for once the sky overhead was clear.. And very bright it was too.. No red in this part of the hemisphere but truly a bright moon with Halo around.
Have a lovely weekend, Keep warm.. Turning colder here too xxx
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Our moon was veiled by clouds, large and mysterious. Turning colder here, too. Stay warm and snug. 🙂
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❤ You too
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Lovely photo, the top left looks a bit like a snake in recoil to me. ❤️😎
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Yes, I saw the snake, too. Nearly wrote a winter medusa poem, but I was in too good a mood, listening to my son play cello. 🙂 Thanks for commenting.
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Cello, how wonderful! I play no instruments but love the sound this one.
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Yes, my son is a joy to me in so many ways, as are my other two (violinists). 🙂
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