How much light in a winter sky!
the subtlety of mauve and rust and slate
heavy-bellied clouds floating
like seasoned bathers in a cold sea
each dwindling moment of olive oil light
caught in the wick of a seed of grass
chest-breaching call of the gulls
the lake surface a battered pewter plate
bouncing back the cupped light
medieval in its splendor
Melissa Shaw-Smith 
Wow Melissa – you have captured winter light wonderfully. Love those two lines – “heavy-bellied clouds floating – like seasoned bathers in a cold sea” particularly:)
Thanks, Karina. Guess I’m always trying to look at the bright side of things! 😉
Nice, and:
The cold blue of a distant mountain
caught in a reflective moment.
Curt
Glad you liked it, Curt. The big blue in the distance is Mt. Greylock in Western Massachusetts.
More amazing imagery Mellisa! I do love the shot of the lake how you captured the winter light in the reflection:-)
Kind words! Thank you. Water is wonderful mirror, making us appreciate the light around us even when it seems overcast.
The kind of poem you want to memorize and keep with yourself.
What a lovely compliment. Thank you, Huzaifa.
Breath-taking beauty.
Thank you Carol.
lovely! Keep up the good work.
Appreciate your kind words, Bernice.
Wonderful descriptions.
Thank you, Roger!
Touching…. a beautiful poem, dear Melissa… All my best wishes. Aquileana 😺
Happy you liked it. Thank you for letting me know. Cheers! Melissa
This poem could easily be crafted into a pantoum. The repeat of the lines would certainly give it a mesmerizing quality which is has already. I would try it that way, why not. Look at the form and you already have more lines than you’ll need prolly?
good work
Thanks, Laurie. Good advice.