Like Diamond Confetti or Ode to January/Winter

Dazzling beholders with morn's molten ambienceShowcasing barren tree's elegant poise.... (Oh dear, this post/poem turned out a little longer than intendedbut every time I aimed for a 'last stanza'it inspired another! So this can be either one long poemor four four-stanza poems) I always look forward to the season of January and February!A welcome and gentle exhale after fall rush and Christmas celebrations... This is the season to slow down and savourThe simmer of supper, the shimmer of stars... Let masterpieces by Jack Frost astound you... Unwind in the gentle hue of candle glow... Be kinder, to yourself and to those around youDance in a world of blue sky and white snow Glad for the grandeur of every seasonMad with thanksgiving for beauty of snow... For earth swaddled in feathers wafting from HeavenComposing a canvas to capture the show... While we scold bold sparrow hawk, perched on yon limb... 1. This is the season to slow down and savourThe simmer of supper, the shimmer of starsTossed earthward, like diamond confetti, to favourThe landscape with glitter to gild barren bars 2. This is the season to let wonder thunderWith astonished pleasure, at nature’s reposeTo cherish the healing of wounds left by summer 💔To feel the gift Restoration’s Pace bestows 3. …to treasure a sabbath for hands that grow callousFrom tasks that Yard Duty renders, spring to fallTo be an awed tenant in Contentment’s palaceGlad for the rhythms of Winter’s Madrigal 4. Glad for the grandeur of every seasonMad with thanksgiving for beauty of snowFor earth swaddled in feathers wafting from HeavenComposing a canvas to capture the show *** 5. This is the season to ease expectationTo retire from Strict Demand’s rigorous ruleTake time to crunch-crunch through Courtyards of CreationTo admire trees finely bedecked in white tulle 6. Take time to dabble in scrabble-game duelsTo thrill at words, like ‘cozy fireside nook’Thread grief-tender heartstrings with love’s precious jewelsLinger like a lover twixt Cover of Book 7. Let masterpieces by Jack Frost astound youUnwind in the gentle hue of candle glowBe kinder, to yourself and to those around youDance in a world of blue sky and white snow 8. This is the season for dream-perfect gardensLush blooms flourishing ‘neath unwearied vimFor Poet to cease to beg clock for kind pardonsTime’s taut tether loosed; lyrics tumble and glim *** 9. This is the season to turn into laughterAs 'simmer of supper' is served piping hotAs love gazes longer, before Ever AfterCaptures pretty pictures in frames soon forgot 10. This is the season to savour, hope-headyWhere moments are anything but commonplaceTossed earthward from Heaven, like Diamond ConfettiDazzling creation with four-season grace 11. Dazzling beholders with morn's molten ambience  Showcasing barren tree's elegant poiseDoffed of lofty leaf-lays; yet, striking in silenceThis is the season of unexpected joys 12. While we count our blessings, hot coffee, spaghettiWhile we scold bold sparrow hawk, perched on yon limb While fresh snowfall glitters like Diamond ConfettiWhile ev'ry breath beckons a thanksgiving hymn *** 13. Old Man Winter masters the technique of swirlsPity the bystander, blind to the blissOf marvelous artwork only his brush unfurlsIn this season of too much magic to miss 14. Darling, winter's hours are like iciclesDarling, the flowers, still soft-slumbering Cannot long constrain the warm zephyr that tickles The deeps of a haven that harbours fair spring 15. So, sing hallelujah for winter beautyPraise the wise Creator for His perfect planRest from the charges of plant-harvest duty Rejuvenation for flora and man 16. This is the season to slow down and listen...Snow-sermons and symphonies can leave souls awed Ah, this is the season of frost-stars that glistenLike diamond confetti, tossed earthward, from God © Janet Martin Old Man Winter masters the technique of swirls... Take time to dabble in scrabble-game duels...