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Stone Snowmen [version 2]
by Clara Mae Gregory
In the sky’s last Tanzanite light,
totemic towers line a lucid lake.
Stacked stone snowmen stand
to tantalize the shoreline.
They are the temporal tributes
to the last day’s play.
Their shadows lie mute,
ready to blend with the night
as they rest on the rhythms of the water.
The wind slowly ceases
And the ripples fade without a fight.
01/08/2014 Author's Note: *The first version was in a rhyming style, based on notes of raw material I scribbled as we traveled. Later, it developed into this version 2, a more developed version without a rhyme scheme. The poems can be read literally, but they are actually meant more as metaphor.
*Tanzanite is one of my birthstones and is beautiful. Discovered in the late 1960s in Tanzania, and found exclusively in this tiny area of the world, tanzanite exhibits a rich dark blue to violet-blue color for which the gemstone is treasured.
[ http://www.americangemsociety.org/december-birthstones ]
Posted on 01/08/2014
Copyright © 2026 Clara Mae Gregory
| Member Comments on this Poem |
| Posted by Chris Sorrenti on 01/09/14 at 03:14 PM I like both versions CM, but more so version 2 as it goes deeper, and I find it more moving spiritually. Neat word, Tanzanite. |
| Posted by Quentin S Clingerman on 01/09/14 at 09:14 PM I agree with Chris that there is a deeper "feel" in this version 2. |
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