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Rose in the Snow

December RosesDecember Roses
Rose in the Snow
Under mounds of snow

a red rose blooms,

love we cling to

through persistent winter.

Seasons have slipped by,

our treasured rose remains,

desire’s burning flame.

Time is abandoned but

not the constant allure.

Are we love’s buffoons?

We are each others’ passion,

frolicking in this distraction,

under an endless spell.

Reasons to relinquish

lie around our ankles,

amassed like snowbanks,

white as angel wings.

Evening approaches,

the rose still blooms

and heaven is amused

by our unflagging folly.

Lainie Senechal

White Pines & Announcement

Moonlight Through the PinesMoonlight Through the Pines

White Pines

Sentinels of lakeside,

veterans of many storms,

under blackened skies,

which crashed waves to shore.

Experienced in bearing

snows heavy burden,

with wisdom to capture

the pale winter sun,

when deciduous shells
stand silent, devoid

of all their leaves.

Possessing perches for eagles

and summits that
stretch to the sky.

Lainie Senechal
Announcement:  Lainie will be reading poetry at the Aurorean 20th Anniversary Poetry Reading and Celebration, Dec. 12 from 2-4 PM, at the Plymouth Public Library, 132 South Street, Plymouth, MA.

Mid-November & Announcement

PumpkinsPumpkins

Mid-November

Prodigal trees have strewn

a wealth of leaves

onto the the lawn

which overflows into beds

emptied of summer’s blooms.

Winter ducks return from Arctic,

energetically feed on water weeds

below lake’s cold surface.

We gather a hefty harvest

to relieve the want

of winter’s harshest hours.

Lainie Senechal

Announcement:  Lainie will be reading excerpts from Snowbound by John Greenleaf Whittier at the Holiday Open House at the Whittier Home, 86 Friend Street, Amesbury, MA. The Open House is from 1 to 5 PM on Sunday, Dec. 6.

Early November & Big Announcement

Announcement:

Lainie Senechal has been chosen by the Amesbury Cultural Council to be the first Poet Laureate for the City of Amesbury, MA.

 

1  Autumn Gleanings #2

Early November

Wind ruffles lake’s surface,

whose waves lightly pound

stones that line the shore.

A flock of yellow butterflies –

loosened leaves flutter in breeze.

Even black nights are bedecked

with bright diamonds.

No sudden changes to send

the howl of Arctic blasts;

mild November dances in

with utter delight.

Lainie Senechal

October’s Last Love Song & Announcement

2Autumn Gleanings #1

October’s Last Love Song

The autumn sun sinks

color of leaves into skin.

The wind plucks sweet notes

from golden branches and

strums stalks of reeds whose

shaggy heads sway to the sound.

The melancholy romance

of October’s last song

is carried on currents

into depths of blue and

caught on ragged edges

of behemoth clouds that

travel to other places.

I cannot remain here

and I cannot depart;

I am wound in tendrils

of intense infatuation.

Lainie Senechal

Announcement: Lainie will be exhibiting works of art in a group exhibit at Prudential Center (Huntington Arcade – Winter Garden), Boston, MA from November 5 – November 21, 2015.  Opening Reception is Saturday, November 7th from 3 to 5 PM.

October

Distant Shore Lake AttitashDistant Shore, Lake Attitash

October

To be alive

in leaf beautiful

misty golden time;

scent of wood smoke;

rich dirt lying

fallow until spring;

keen eye of hawk

circling brown fields.

Moments relinquished

like drifting colors;

no escape, a letting

go of all wants,

grateful to be free.

Soon, winter’s gray beard;

cold sinewy hands

will enter the land.

Lainie Senechal

 

First Day of Autumn, Ogunquit, ME

Along the Shore

Along the Shore

First Day of Autumn Ogunquit, ME

For only one day

to experience the ocean:

storm clouds have bundled

up into soft blankets,

settled along the horizon

leaving waves stirred

into white crests that roll

across wide expanses.

Wind whips their summits,

sends sea spray high

up to a sky of azure blue.

They crash gently against

the shore where sandpipers

on stick legs scissor

back and forth in front

of edges of foam.

Fine sand, pushed by breezes,

slides across the beach

in intricate patterns of tan.

A boat unfurls large sails, skims

beyond the strand to finally

disappear below horizon.

The air is cool, sun warms skin

on this first morning of autumn.

If I could spend only

one day by the sea

and you were here,

it would be enough.

Lainie Senechal

Published in the journal Ibbetson Street, Ibbetson Street Press, Somerville, MA 2009

September, Isles of Shoals

Smuttynose, Isle of ShoalsSmuttynose, Isles of Shoals

 

September, Isles of Shoals

At rest on old wooden rockers

with basket weave seats

along porch of Oceanic Hotel;

beach plums have ripened;

flocks of cormorants gather;

cricket chorus drowned by

constant call of gulls

from slick granite rocks

that line the shore.

In distance, slant of rain

skids across the bay;

light turns from yellow to gray;

lightening flashes illuminate sky;

sailboats strain to reach harbor

as storm approaches Star Island.

Lainie Senechal

Meteor Shower & Announcement

Deep RiverDeep River
Meteor Shower
Before dawn, under expanse

of universal dome, silver streaks

of fire ignite, reflect in lake’s

cool water, then disappear, diminished

into vast emptiness of space.

Dust particles, a comet’s refuse

that dwell in cosmic cloud,

silent and dark, until the time

when they burn with a desire

to immolate and fly free.

Lainie Senechal

Announcement:

Lainie will be reading in the following event at the Whittier Home, Amesbury, MA:

16th Annual Tapestry of Voices event will be held on August 16th in the Victorian garden from 3:00 to 4:30.

Whittier devotees Rhina P. Espaillat, Alfred Nicol, Harris Gardner, Lainie Senechal, Skye Wentworth, Edith Maxwell, Toni Treadway and Chris Bryant and Bill Plante will read selections of Whittier’s work, as well as those of his contemporaries, and perhaps some of their own.  And Cynthia Costello, past President of the Whittier Home will sing the Whittier selection, “O Brother Man” in honor of the end of the Civil War being celebrated this year.

 

An informal reception will follow the readings and light refreshments will be served. The poetry reading is free and open to the public.

Blue Moon

Blue MoonBlue Moon

Attitash Blue II

A desire to be the color

of the lake, tonight,

after the sun has set:

a deep blue leaning

so very slightly to purple,

blue of blueberries,

the blueberry blue
of Lake Attitash,

the lake of blueberries.

City days leave me scattered,

as autumn leaves depart

in every direction,

a need to gather myself,

a desire to be one color,

the color blue,

the color of blueberries,

the color of Lake Attitash

after the sun has set

into the lake of blueberries,

the blueberry blue

of Lake Attitash.
Lainie Senechal
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