New ice
Tinywords Invites You to Get Inspired
And now for something a little different. While we are assembling the next issue, tinywords invites you to get inspired by Dave Bonta’s beautiful photograph above. Add your short poems inspired by his image “new ice” to our comment box below.
Thank you for lending your voices. And thanks to Dave for lending his photo. We will consider the best of the best for possible inclusion in tinywords 13.1.
Happy New Year!
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About the photographer:
Dave Bonta lives at the top of a hollow in the Appalachian mountains of Pennsylvania, where he posts brief daily updates about what he sees in his yard at The Morning Porch, shares photos at Woodrat Photohaiku, and blogs poetry and other stuff at Via Negativa. For a full biography, see his personal website.
January 21st, 2013 at 5:32 pm
Living in the desert—
ice is simply
an unpleasant memory.
–Rehn Kovacic
January 21st, 2013 at 5:35 pm
Skaters and leaves' marks
Left behind
On thin ice.
Barbara Simpson
January 21st, 2013 at 5:35 pm
In frost and ice
we find design
of latticed leaf
and stalk, of flower
lace, of world.
January 21st, 2013 at 5:36 pm
new ice
just below the surface
his black and white beliefs
Andrea Grillo
January 21st, 2013 at 5:37 pm
sunlight painted art
frozen brush strokes
offered today…
January 21st, 2013 at 5:38 pm
blue ice
cold and hard
my lover's heart
-Marilyn Linn
January 21st, 2013 at 5:39 pm
Ripples of ice –
silent expressions
a hibernating landscape
JoAnn Dalgard
January 21st, 2013 at 5:43 pm
walking in the grooves
to avoid a slipppppppp oh!
-new ice
January 21st, 2013 at 5:45 pm
a cold moon
shines on itself
ice on the lake
Mike Rehling
January 21st, 2013 at 5:49 pm
still water
painted
by the cold
January 21st, 2013 at 5:50 pm
A fallen leaf, a broken branch
captured for "eternity" –
until set free in Spring
- JoAnn Dalgard
January 21st, 2013 at 5:52 pm
bent branches
blade through blue ice
black below
January 21st, 2013 at 5:53 pm
Frozen willow twigs
Caught in their moment of death
Winter-hardened heart
January 21st, 2013 at 5:55 pm
I think this poem is too long for a haiku. I suggest deleting 'a fallen leaf'.
January 21st, 2013 at 5:58 pm
another crack
between us-
new ice
January 21st, 2013 at 6:00 pm
Branch brushstrokes
Reveal glimpses of tomorrow
Through wind's stirring
January 21st, 2013 at 6:00 pm
I like the images here. The ice of a broken heart as the distance grows.
January 21st, 2013 at 6:01 pm
New ice
old twigs
natural calligraphy
January 21st, 2013 at 6:04 pm
the blue
of your eyes
make mine shine
January 21st, 2013 at 6:10 pm
winter dusk…
indigo ice feathers
limn the garden pond
January 21st, 2013 at 6:13 pm
fractal fans
on skim of ice
a captured twig
January 21st, 2013 at 6:13 pm
Winter stillness
a branch of the willow
frozen in blue ice
January 21st, 2013 at 6:15 pm
new ice feathering
the duck pond–
only the first freeze
Carma Lynn Park
January 21st, 2013 at 6:17 pm
So still and frozen
Yet, revealing anew hope
Soon spring comes revewed
January 21st, 2013 at 6:18 pm
all the ways
we argue-
new ice
January 21st, 2013 at 6:19 pm
brushstrokes in water
frozen in place and time
nature's winter art
January 21st, 2013 at 6:24 pm
slow thaw
she forgives him
for the second time
January 21st, 2013 at 6:29 pm
winter birch
and water:
ice on ice on ice
January 21st, 2013 at 6:31 pm
reflections of my winter
ice lines
and crow's feet
January 21st, 2013 at 6:32 pm
thawing ice
memories dredged up
by old letters
~ Cara Holman
January 21st, 2013 at 6:35 pm
searching for plum blossoms blue ice
January 21st, 2013 at 6:43 pm
The hard blue
mathematics
of ice
January 21st, 2013 at 6:45 pm
within the sound of ice
another step into my blue
January 21st, 2013 at 6:49 pm
new ice
the President persuades us
to hope
January 21st, 2013 at 6:56 pm
nature's brush
paints a delicate fractal..
new ice
January 21st, 2013 at 6:56 pm
fern shapes facets starbursts overlaid
a pond's frozen skin
January 21st, 2013 at 6:58 pm
hidden fathoms
mysterious moments
using my imagination
January 21st, 2013 at 7:09 pm
Stream's surface frosted
like a forest window. Blue
twigs point at the moon.
January 21st, 2013 at 7:15 pm
crystallized blue tears
over emotion's dark depths
held silent
January 21st, 2013 at 7:19 pm
Crack. Scotch and soda.
Frozen moments, a better time.
Beauty in 60's.
January 21st, 2013 at 7:19 pm
Blue winter in dark twilight…
crystalline magic
January 21st, 2013 at 7:20 pm
frozen water
twigs touch
out of resistance
January 21st, 2013 at 7:25 pm
new ice
sharpening
the old skates
January 21st, 2013 at 7:32 pm
the hidden pain
of her shattered dreams
new ice
January 21st, 2013 at 7:42 pm
crest fall
snow on housetops
——————————
purush,Guntur,India
January 21st, 2013 at 7:46 pm
clear cut —
when the answer
is no
January 21st, 2013 at 7:46 pm
designs —
caught up in your
colorful past
January 21st, 2013 at 7:46 pm
November dawn
pulling the blanket up
tighter
Diane Mayr
January 21st, 2013 at 7:47 pm
patchwork —
too late to cut a
new pattern
January 21st, 2013 at 7:48 pm
black ice a sideways slideshow of my life
. . . . . . . . . .
(not for consideration, just for fun, cool photo Dave)
January 21st, 2013 at 7:49 pm
A fingertip
A soft breath
No shouting, please!
January 21st, 2013 at 7:49 pm
criss-crossing
the elements
a feathery current
January 21st, 2013 at 7:55 pm
frozen pond
delights and shadows
snag
January 21st, 2013 at 8:00 pm
packed in ice
every muscle
is knotted
January 21st, 2013 at 8:03 pm
The delicious crunch
of new ice underfoot.
Winter's harbinger.
January 21st, 2013 at 8:10 pm
love the imagery
January 21st, 2013 at 8:11 pm
beautiful simplicity
January 21st, 2013 at 8:11 pm
well equated
January 21st, 2013 at 8:12 pm
love the imagery here
January 21st, 2013 at 8:13 pm
very clever!
January 21st, 2013 at 8:13 pm
very good ~ well named
January 21st, 2013 at 8:13 pm
nice
January 21st, 2013 at 8:14 pm
this is wonderful ~ so well drawn
January 21st, 2013 at 8:14 pm
well crafted
January 21st, 2013 at 8:15 pm
all night the wind and
its accomplice yell
freeze now or else
in the morning my hands are drawn
January 21st, 2013 at 8:17 pm
survive-
it can't last long
for the sunrise
for the sap
to flow into you-
January 21st, 2013 at 8:18 pm
I like this
January 21st, 2013 at 8:29 pm
six years.
i saw your name
etched in thin ice.
January 21st, 2013 at 8:45 pm
brittle ice–
I let the twigs draw out
the stars and the paths
we have walked
from yesteryear
January 21st, 2013 at 9:11 pm
blue feathers
a twig breaks
the cold ascends
January 21st, 2013 at 9:19 pm
crystal form soft form
light form
formless
January 21st, 2013 at 9:25 pm
you might see
flowers
in its fractured
crystals
January 21st, 2013 at 9:26 pm
Glad that's not my ice
Warm and sunny where I am
Wore shorts yesterday
January 21st, 2013 at 9:59 pm
blue shards,
dressed for winter
branches feign death
waiting for release
light, hope,
tender green
January 21st, 2013 at 10:00 pm
a girl lets go
of the ice rink wall
snow flurry
January 21st, 2013 at 10:01 pm
iced over river
the current's imprint
in silver
January 21st, 2013 at 10:02 pm
ice bridges a stream
he debates whether to talk
to the shop girl
January 21st, 2013 at 10:02 pm
thaw–
what was written in winter
is lost
January 21st, 2013 at 10:25 pm
deep frost the anniversary of his death
January 21st, 2013 at 10:33 pm
the winter comes back
in the nature and soul
new ice
January 21st, 2013 at 10:47 pm
many thanks
January 21st, 2013 at 10:57 pm
ossified blue…
lips open and close
mute
January 21st, 2013 at 11:10 pm
webbed particles
in a glass
his restless darkness
January 21st, 2013 at 11:28 pm
This ice invites touch
My hand slicks cold against its
Complicated skin
January 22nd, 2013 at 12:12 am
fossils, fleet.
January 22nd, 2013 at 12:31 am
I saw this as a patchwork pattern, too!
January 22nd, 2013 at 12:32 am
Dare to tread,
New ice breaks
you may be dead.
January 22nd, 2013 at 12:55 am
fractures
across the icy pond
our reflections
January 22nd, 2013 at 1:20 am
Beneath the blue
Warm spasms begin
In renewal of hope.
January 22nd, 2013 at 1:32 am
new ice
feathers of sky
blue
Andrea Grillo
January 22nd, 2013 at 1:47 am
skeins of water
fingerprinting frozen flight
feathered in
new ice
January 22nd, 2013 at 3:35 am
The garden wears
a winding sheet of snow.
The anaemic sun,
too weak to melt pond-ice
entombing golden fish,
hangs forlornly in
a gunmetal sky.
listen!
nothing stirs, no breeze occurs.
no birds sing, no flowers spring.
Nor dare I move, for fear that
Mother Nature disapproves.
January 22nd, 2013 at 4:11 am
feeling sun on ice
we skate on glassy silence
each timorous step
January 22nd, 2013 at 4:44 am
black ice
haven't received your greetings
this Christmas
January 22nd, 2013 at 4:51 am
The garden wears
a winding sheet of snow.
The anaemic sun,
too weak to melt pond-ice
entombing golden fish,
hangs forlornly in
a gunmetal sky.
listen!
nothing stirs, no breeze occurs.
no birds sing, no flowers spring.
Nor dare I move, for fear that
Mother Nature disapproves.
January 22nd, 2013 at 4:57 am
school bus insults
ignore them, mom says
new ice
January 22nd, 2013 at 5:01 am
listen
see the wind shadows
new ice
January 22nd, 2013 at 5:16 am
thin ice
down the slippery slope
of i love you
January 22nd, 2013 at 5:24 am
picture of ice, cool.
pitcher of ice, cold.
January 22nd, 2013 at 6:07 am
ice patterns–
dreaming of the blooms
of flower bulbs
January 22nd, 2013 at 6:31 am
A new arrival hangs in the Museum of Nature
an abstract from the painter's blue period
It is on display only for an instant before
melting back into its' mystery
January 22nd, 2013 at 6:56 am
new ice
how fragile
you left my heart
January 22nd, 2013 at 7:10 am
new ice
how fragile
you left my heart
January 22nd, 2013 at 7:14 am
twigs drift
toward spring
sudden ice
January 22nd, 2013 at 7:25 am
winter wilderness
view before it melts away
white brushstrokes look blue
mother natures masterpiece
two layers too thin to slice
January 22nd, 2013 at 7:30 am
new ice
how fragile
their love
January 22nd, 2013 at 8:03 am
Frozen memory
of currents, leaves drifting like
tiny boats, long gone.
January 22nd, 2013 at 8:04 am
new ice
broken by
dead twigs
January 22nd, 2013 at 8:15 am
New Ice
water's private logic–
no different here
than foreign lands
January 22nd, 2013 at 8:15 am
New Ice
visual randomness
in water's private logic–
our sense of order
January 22nd, 2013 at 8:20 am
new ice hardened words
below the current moving
a pattern broken
January 22nd, 2013 at 8:32 am
Nice and hopeful…..
Melanie
January 22nd, 2013 at 8:35 am
I like this a lot. Great imagery.
Melanie
January 22nd, 2013 at 8:39 am
Ah how true this rings. Well done.
Melanie
January 22nd, 2013 at 8:47 am
black web woven deep
brittle sounds the sun comes nigh
to warm icy dreams
Melanie
January 22nd, 2013 at 8:53 am
blue light of winter
reflections in ice crystals
skates recommended
January 22nd, 2013 at 10:34 am
second opinion
the ice too thin
to hold
January 22nd, 2013 at 10:37 am
the ways are hard but beautiful,
the ways are plain but slippery,
it's a new ice, it's a new ice.
January 22nd, 2013 at 11:12 am
Black Ice
black web woven deep
brittle sounds the sun comes nigh
to warm icy dreams
by Melanie Bishop
January 22nd, 2013 at 11:28 am
Ice Faeries dancing
frozen crystalline patterns
take your breath away
January 22nd, 2013 at 11:33 am
palette knife ice
so black so white
all blue
January 22nd, 2013 at 11:47 am
too soon to call it love new ice
January 22nd, 2013 at 11:52 am
Beneath this
frozen cover
fish are dreaming
January 22nd, 2013 at 12:45 pm
nothing is see – thru – cold / so cold this aloneness
January 22nd, 2013 at 12:56 pm
See those brush marks?
Funny how ice
imitates art.
January 22nd, 2013 at 1:14 pm
winter melodies
the sounds of cracking ice
distilling silence
January 22nd, 2013 at 1:21 pm
New Ice
An Ellington suite
for broken
and blue
January 22nd, 2013 at 1:27 pm
these winter days
etched in fragile transparency
our time together
January 22nd, 2013 at 1:33 pm
looking at my friend
so peacefully dying –
it's winter outside
January 22nd, 2013 at 2:03 pm
New Ice
Not even Monet
can render this garden's
delicate fronds
January 22nd, 2013 at 2:22 pm
in stillness
heart's blue ice
thaws through
January 22nd, 2013 at 2:29 pm
winter's sharp shards
become cool ripples
in spring
January 22nd, 2013 at 2:53 pm
Ice
too hard to imagine
in the heat
January 22nd, 2013 at 3:12 pm
Branches frozen in crystal blue
Still lives waiting with hoarfrost bark
Spring
January 22nd, 2013 at 3:54 pm
South wind howling
ice groaning,
booming, cracking,
morning dawns
sun on blue water.
January 22nd, 2013 at 4:58 pm
Branch bending low
With brittle certainty
Icy regrets
January 22nd, 2013 at 5:44 pm
artist's delicate lines
paint natural emphasis
to winter's beauty
January 22nd, 2013 at 6:09 pm
See those brush marks?
Funny how ice
imitates art.
January 22nd, 2013 at 6:46 pm
life encompasses
every turn, twist, danger and beauty
imaginable
"new ice" is a beautiful and exciting photograph
January 22nd, 2013 at 7:48 pm
imprints of leaves
beneath last night's blue ice
her memory fails
January 23rd, 2013 at 12:21 am
no words –
sinking into the patterns
of new ice
January 23rd, 2013 at 4:10 am
water…frigid air collide
a thin veil's silhouette
records a seasoned voice.
January 23rd, 2013 at 4:16 am
water..frigid air collide
a thin veil's silhouette
records a seasoned voice.
January 23rd, 2013 at 4:23 am
water..frigid air collide…
a thin veil's silhouette
records a seasoned voice.
January 23rd, 2013 at 5:27 am
branch crosses new ice : old will
January 23rd, 2013 at 7:47 am
long time
since I flew in a dream –
the new ice
new ice…
he starts dating
another woman
January 23rd, 2013 at 12:02 pm
new ice
in your "good morning"
what did I forget
this time?
January 23rd, 2013 at 12:07 pm
at the edge of ice
blue and cold i reach across
discarding my fear
January 23rd, 2013 at 12:44 pm
fallen twig
broken ice
refrozen
January 23rd, 2013 at 1:13 pm
new ice
he freezes
at my question
January 23rd, 2013 at 1:16 pm
winter road
the asphalt
fades to white
from all the salt
ice stitches
jack-knifed feathers
in the ditch
phragmites rocks
in the wind
from passing trucks
January 23rd, 2013 at 1:18 pm
(Hope it doesn't seem too conceited to respond to my own photo! I've been having such fun reading all the other poems, I couldn't resist. Even though I have a photohaiku blog, I pretty much suck at haiku, so I didn't even attempt it here.)
January 23rd, 2013 at 1:30 pm
Spring
waits patiently
under new ice
January 23rd, 2013 at 2:34 pm
new ice
at the New Year
old dreams fade
January 23rd, 2013 at 2:43 pm
brain freeze
blue mood reality
pixel by pixel
January 23rd, 2013 at 2:53 pm
caught in a freeze
one waits till spring
perfect the pattern
portrayed in an eye
January 23rd, 2013 at 2:58 pm
overnight. . .
yesterday’s pond flotsam
in the shape of blue ice
January 23rd, 2013 at 3:50 pm
new ice
the thinness
of mother's memory
January 23rd, 2013 at 3:50 pm
I can see the light fading in your heart,
all the laughter, all the intertwining,
a freeze that will not stop
until it clinks at the bottom of my last glass,
those tiny cubes of whiskey scented ice.
January 23rd, 2013 at 7:11 pm
the coldness in the silence so soon winter
January 24th, 2013 at 6:24 am
A friend once said/Now, there is never anything new/I looked through the ice at him/& saw all possibility removed in him/My 1st true loss.
January 24th, 2013 at 8:31 am
wince at the tragedy
of newness–
so soon defiled
January 24th, 2013 at 8:31 am
imagine a better world
sleeps beneath new ice–
eager to remain pristine
January 24th, 2013 at 11:42 am
tempered
over many frosts
old love
January 24th, 2013 at 3:10 pm
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January 24th, 2013 at 6:15 pm
delicate lines
alive with emphasis
winter's beauty
January 24th, 2013 at 10:02 pm
Skim over me
These cold mornings
Slow my current
January 25th, 2013 at 2:36 pm
January frost
green teal fly through there reflections
in a frozen blue mirror
January 25th, 2013 at 3:09 pm
i find this quite elegant…
January 25th, 2013 at 5:10 pm
through
a barren heart
a sprig of hope
January 26th, 2013 at 3:34 am
shadow of smoke
frozen,sharpen
refusing to recycle.
January 26th, 2013 at 5:15 am
your hateful words
deepening the coldness
in my heart
January 26th, 2013 at 7:15 am
Thanks! I appreciate you saying so.
January 26th, 2013 at 5:46 pm
a black-and-blue view
of the sky
new ice
(again, chiming in, not for consideration)
January 26th, 2013 at 7:04 pm
forever changed…
the impression
you leave
January 27th, 2013 at 1:01 am
new pond ice
the glint on a twig’s shadow
January 27th, 2013 at 1:01 am
new pond ice
the morning glint on the twig’s shadow
January 27th, 2013 at 2:00 am
the doodles
of a dangling branch
on blue ice
January 27th, 2013 at 3:19 am
winter wind-
the doodles of a dangling branch
on blue ice
January 27th, 2013 at 10:28 am
New ice–
fragile etchings
on dragonfly wings
a constant ringing in my ears
January 27th, 2013 at 11:50 am
new ice–
fragile etchings
on dragonfly wings–
a constant ringing in my ears
January 28th, 2013 at 9:27 pm
Black ice
The blackjack of winter
Arresting Mother Nature
January 29th, 2013 at 10:41 am
Our hearts break, and freeze, and thaw, and flow fluid with the seasons
And what can we do, but run our course?
January 29th, 2013 at 11:15 pm
new ice…
Life awaiting it's return,
Fertilizing within each moment,
Birth bringing forth the beauty of what awaits in it's New Ice
January 30th, 2013 at 12:52 am
winter wind-
a dangling branch doodles
on blue ice
January 30th, 2013 at 10:48 am
As nature leaves an icy fingerprint in the almost frozen blue pond a man captures light and beams it freely for others to marvel.
February 1st, 2013 at 7:26 am
emerging
a chrysalis
of spring
February 1st, 2013 at 9:25 pm
all the wrinkles
etched by memories
blue ice
February 1st, 2013 at 9:50 pm
air-brushed ice.
a twig falls, surface
slides away.
February 2nd, 2013 at 3:33 pm
Susan, Please let us know your e-mail. Thanks, Tinywords
February 2nd, 2013 at 8:55 pm
new ice
but it was only
two beers
February 3rd, 2013 at 5:13 am
ice floats
in rose-colored water
some days
feeling old
some young
One of my Lake Michigan poems.
Blessings, Ellen
February 6th, 2013 at 2:36 pm
new ice…
the sparkle in her eye
when i stumble
February 6th, 2013 at 5:35 pm
Winter’s rigours are
Still and brittle, black and blue,
But soon forgotten.
February 7th, 2013 at 2:23 pm
NEW ICE
we want to say
it bears the trace of leaf,
grass, branch–not
the fractal facets of itself.
February 7th, 2013 at 2:31 pm
ripples
on thin ice..
we still talk
February 9th, 2013 at 11:30 am
thank you, dan
February 13th, 2013 at 1:41 pm
tree shadows
across a frozen lake
branches embrace
leaf patterns
etch a frozen lake
blue winter dusk
March 16th, 2013 at 6:21 am
I'm an optimist in the sense that I believe humans are noble and honorable, and some of them are really smart. I have a very optimistic view of individuals.
May 11th, 2013 at 4:20 pm
ice crystals
the every which way
of beauty
May 11th, 2013 at 7:12 pm
the chill is what is alive _I'm floating on it along the path cut by memory and winter._tea calls in the distance with a voice that came from high on the mountain._thin ice is strong enough to hold me__freda_
May 12th, 2013 at 1:58 am
I love the visual – including the contrast between the glint (of light) and the shadow