Winter Fantasy

In green woods stands a forlorn spruce, branches snow

bent to the breaking point, a lost Carthusian,

his cowl askew, bowed shoulders sighing woe.        

Stooped by the cold, red blooded, normal, human;  

has cabin fever, longs to be incognito,

escape his sore knees, create himself bohemian.  

He could be tired or tipsy from abuse

of the green liqueur in their cave, Chartreuse.       

Ottava Rima is 8 lines of iambic pentameter rhyming ababcc.  Ottava Rima is usually a whimsical, satiric or comic form.  Lord Byron's "Don Juan" was a mock epic in ottava rima stanzas. This poem won 2nd prize in the Maine Poets' Society 2015 winter contest.  

608 December 2014