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Summary

"The Snow and The Blue of Water" is a poem by William J Spirdione that reflects on the joyful and calming shade of blue found in nature, particularly in snow and water, and its impact on the narrator's emotional state during challenging times.

Abstract

The poem "The Snow and The Blue of Water" is the sixth entry in a series of 52 colors of joy, written in terza rima. It describes the author's encounter with a heavy snowfall and the unexpected discovery of a joyful blue hue within the white landscape. The narrator is drawn outside by this color, which stands out against the grayness of a winter storm. The poem emphasizes the beauty and freedom of the earth's natural colors, particularly the blue of water and ice, which the author finds more vibrant than the sky itself. The narrator contemplates the scattering of light through water molecules, which creates the blue color, and finds solace in this natural phenomenon amidst personal struggles. The poem suggests that recognizing and embracing the beauty around us can provide a path through difficult times, offering a sense of calm and joy. The author acknowledges the importance of adapting to life's challenges and the power of joy to uplift the spirit, even when it seems breakable.

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  • The narrator finds unmistakable joy in the color blue, which is described as being more vibrant than the sky on a stormy winter day.
  • The poem conveys a sense of wonder at the natural world, particularly the way light interacts with water to produce blue hues.
  • The author expresses a deep connection with the color blue, seeing it as a source of calmness and a reminder of the vastness of the world.
  • There is an acknowledgment of personal struggles, with the color blue serving as a beacon of hope and a call to find a way forward.
  • The poem suggests that it is never too late to learn and appreciate the beauty around us, emphasizing the importance of the present moment.
  • The narrator admits to feeling overwhelmed by life's challenges but finds strength in the joy that the color blue brings, indicating a resilience and determination to overcome difficulties.

DANCING ELEPHANTS PRESS

The Snow and The Blue of Water

Prompt 6 of 52 colors of joy a poem in terza rima

Photo by William J Spirdione

This wet and heavy snow fell all day long I look outside and peer into those cracks. Snow shades with dark as daytime storms along.

And yet it’s unmistakable. Relax. This joyful color pulls me out the door. A smile upon my face, it stops my tracks.

Our great blue marble won’t let us ignore its precious colors, beautiful and free. No argument from me, I look once more.

Blue, bluer than the sky, I guarantee. On stormy winter day so white and gray. Feel tossed upon the vastness of the sea

or watching glaciers melting in the bay. I float in space that’s meant for us to view from our blue planet on most any day.

Our sun is shining all that light into a deep crevasse, a ripple in a thought. While molocules of water scatter blue.

Light scattering like dreams I hardly sought while fast absorbing those far longer rays on red end of the spectrum, now they’re caught.

These eyes that watch for color fill with praise this shade of blue incrusted in the ice calls out on this my lowest low of days.

I look inside to find a path that’s nice obscured by what I don’t want to admit. There must be one way out that will suffice

or through and all be over in a bit. Go forward now, without a thought of hate or backwards even. I’ll still see to it.

I don’t know why we all must learn so late. The snow turns blue and better late than, what? Yeh, never, so right now it just can’t wait.

With no inate ability I shut that old blue metal door. I must adapt. What’s overwhelming sat inside my gut.

I stare at this bright colored ice entrapped. I smile, with joy that’s unmistakable. This blue brought calmness. I stood and clapped.

I smile, though I’m not quite unshakable. I’ll get through this. My blue’s are breakable.

William J Spirdione

Please read Franco Amati in his wonderful prose poem…

and for always beautiful writing and help with a way forward, read Esther George…

Written in response to Dr. Preeti Singh in her prompt 6 of 52 colors of joy in a story that will get you thinking joyful thoughts …

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