Written for dVerse ~ Poets Pub: Open Link Night –
or – Painting With Your Words hosted by Lillian,
who has asked us to write a poem motivated by
the painting shown below. This is my response.

https://simiemaryles.com/artist/simie-maryles
The street belongs to us tonight,
to boot and paw and breath made white,
while lamplight pools on sleeping snow
and houses amber-warm with glow.
No traffic, just our shadows long,
the muffled world our only song
two leashes taut, two noses raised,
a sky wind-torn, a moon half-hazed.
We’ll circle back to warmth and rest,
but winter dark has done its best
to make us grateful, slow, and still
for this cold street, this quiet thrill.
NAR©2026
This is “Bron-Y-Aur Stomp” by Led Zeppelin
Everything on The Elephant’s Trunk was created by me, unless otherwise indicated. Thanks for your consideration. NAR©2017-present.

What a beautiful poem!
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Thank you, Lisa. I was quite taken by that painting and I hope my little poem did it justice.
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A wonderful ekphrastic poem motivated by Simie’s painting. I know she’ll love it. I am especially smitten by these words:”but winter dark has done its bestto make us grateful, slow, and still”
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Thanks so much for your lovely comments, Lillian. I loved Simie’s painting and enjoyed viewing her other work on her website. Thank you for creating this challenge; I hope my poem did her painting justice.
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Sometimes snowy winter nights are an invitation to warm gratitude, rather than something to hide away from. Picture and verse evoke this wonderfully!
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That’s what I was hoping for in my little poem. Thank you, Liz.
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A perfect accompaniment to that atmospheric picture. Nice, Nancy.
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Thanks very much, dear Keith. I felt a picture like that should not be over-shadowed by a poem.
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wonderfully done. thanks
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I’m glad you liked this simple doggy ditty. Thanks Ron.
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I love your vision here, Nancy!
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Well, that’s lovely! Thank you.
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As my dad said (he was 90 and I was 65) with a wry cheeky smile, “You know Ivor, if you stick at it, you might make a good plumber one day” … I’m sure he was talking about my poetry writings, I’d already been a plumber for 40 years … and yes, your poems are the “makings of being a good poet one day”…
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You are a very sweet man, dear Ivor. While I have no ambition to become a great poet, I take pride in knowing I am a good one. 🥰
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Well deserved praise my friend 📖🥰
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Lovely words Nance 🌸
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Thanks very much, Ange. 💕
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Beautifully written Nancy. 👍🏼👍🏼👍🏼
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Thanks so much, cara. 💕
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Most welcome dear sis
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Gorgeous poem Nance! ❤ Loved it! ❤
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Thanks so much, CA! 💕
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