Evening Snow

09 Nov

New England apples

In wooden bowl on table

Shadow’s eventide.


Maple Syrup waits

For the Spring.



Posted by on November 9, 2014 in Beginnings, Haiku, New England, Poetry


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22 responses to “Evening Snow

  1. Reda

    February 15, 2015 at 1:56 am

    Wow, that’s what I was seeking for, what a material!
    present here at this website, thanks admin of this site.


  2. The Real Cie

    November 10, 2014 at 7:48 pm

    Such pleasant thoughts on a cold day like we’re having here. I love the snow, but I hate icy roads.
    Thank you for visiting


  3. Rallentanda

    November 10, 2014 at 5:10 pm

    This poem is like a lovely still life painting. I will share our Spring and Summer with you:)


  4. Snakypoet (Rosemary Nissen-Wade)

    November 10, 2014 at 2:26 pm

    Either way, you make my mouth water! 🙂


  5. claudia

    November 10, 2014 at 2:20 pm

    hmmmm…. apples and maple syrup… can it get any better…


  6. Donna@Living From Happiness

    November 10, 2014 at 11:47 am

    Fabulous images of autumn waiting for spring, and enjoying the bounty…savoring each bite to come!


  7. susan

    November 10, 2014 at 5:15 am

    These two images perfectly capture my experience!


  8. James Jamztoma Toma

    November 9, 2014 at 9:34 pm

    this is very New England-ish. especially in the Fall and Winter times. nicely expressed!!!


  9. Irene Golembo

    November 9, 2014 at 8:26 pm

    I like that apples in wooden bowl, what make them …relatives …and second verse adding the feeling that one knows it all: where, when and what to do to enjoy life to its fullest… 🙂


  10. totomai

    November 9, 2014 at 5:55 pm

    two-part poetry effectively separated.

    the tabletop seems so quiet… and waiting for chaos come spring


  11. glmeisner

    November 9, 2014 at 2:55 pm

    A very tasty poem.


  12. Torie

    November 9, 2014 at 2:47 pm

    This sounds so fresh! I love it 🙂


  13. Sherry Marr

    November 9, 2014 at 2:34 pm

    Ha! I love the enigmatic tone of these two. I can see the apples in the bowl and….almost….taste the maple syrup!


  14. Talon

    November 9, 2014 at 11:51 am

    I love the connections between the seasons, ZQ — both in nature and in your poetry. It always comforts me to know that Spring is in Winter’s shadow.


  15. Grace

    November 9, 2014 at 10:54 am

    I can’t wait for spring either ~ Lovely verses ~


  16. Sumana Roy

    November 9, 2014 at 10:48 am

    in between apples and maple syrup some shivery days 🙂


  17. dsnake1

    November 9, 2014 at 10:21 am

    so few lines and yet able to make one yearns for a more simpler life.
    this is good, my friend. 🙂


  18. Kerry O'Connor

    November 9, 2014 at 10:21 am

    Excellent capture!


  19. Gabriella

    November 9, 2014 at 9:47 am

    I like the serene tone of your words, ZQ! Nature is a great provider, in many ways.


  20. Björn Rudberg (brudberg)

    November 9, 2014 at 9:39 am

    The images of the simple life of apples and maple syrup makes me wonder what we are really need more…


  21. Mary

    November 9, 2014 at 9:14 am

    Nothing like a newly picked apple! A tasty apple is a wonderful symbol of autumn.


  22. Vandana

    November 9, 2014 at 7:20 am

    The hope and wait for another season and refreshment!



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