Emily Zahasky

 

An Alaskan girl who loves to craft, bake, and explore the wilderness around her homestead. Come join her for an adventure in her poetry, writing, or blog!

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The Season's Banquet
From my poetry notebook, Emily Zahasky

One fine day in April

The Seasons gathered for tea.
And this was quite unusual,
To have four and not just three.
For one must always be busy
It was their duty after all.
But Spring was taking a break
And letting Jack Frost cover it all.

This was a big occasion,
As all the sisters knew -
Everything must be perfect
From the first "hello" to the last "audeu"!
Everyone helped decorate
With icicles and flowers,
And Spring covered all the table
With a veil of silver showers.
Summer brought a salad,
Winter brought hot tea,
Autumn brought preserves and scones
and Spring sandwiches a plenty!

While they sat they chatted
about love and about the weather
(For Winter had eyes for Mr. Frost
Who was handsome and quite clever)
Autumn mentioned last year's early freeze -
Winter had to blush -
Spring gave a merry laugh,
While Summer talked in a rush.

And before the day was over,
They'd made plans to meet again,
As all said goodbye to each other
To each sister and dearest friend.
Yes one fine day in April
The Seasons gathered for tea.
And it sounds like they had such a lovely time
I wish they'd invited me!


Last night I actually had two friends over for a tea party, as well as my youngest sister who is visiting! We had a lovely time, just like the four Seasons in the poem, so I don't feel so left out now that I have had my own fancy tea party. Haha!

Hello Dear Friend! Welcome to the first

installment in my 'Week

of Winter Poetry'. I so enjoy writing poetry

in my free time, and

although someday I hope to publish

my poems in book-form,

this week I will just be sharing

them here with you. I think

these will be the perfect posts to

read with a cup of tea and

perhaps some biscuits -

so please get cozy! I hope you have

a delightful time reading

these poems for I had a wonderful

time writing them.

And now to our first one:

Winter's Day Reading

From my poetry notebook

It's true I like to go for walks

In Winter's whitest snow

For I find that nature seems to talk

In the stillness as I go.

But there are days (much like today)

When staying cooped up is better.

For all the snow has melted away

And been replaced with rainy weather.

So what is one to do you ask

When kept holed up at home?

My favorite thing it to grab a book

for in my head I can roam.

Suddenly I'm in Paris

With the Eiffel tower shining bright.

And I'm standing on a terrace

In a gown as black as night.

Or now I'm traveling east to west

With a sword strapped to my side

Clothed in armor on a magic quest

To make a princess my bride.

And now I'm a desperate maiden

Wandering over the moor

With fears and hopes heavy-laden

To find the truth behind the lore.

And when it's time for dinner, well

I'll leave those worlds behind

But they stay with me - like a spell

Yes they're always in my mind.

And so perhaps, next day it rains

I'll find a book to lend

For after reading it, one thing remains:

To share it with a friend!

Are you doing any winter reading?

This is the time of year I find time

to read, since it can be so cold and

unfriendly outside my door. Right

now I am reading a book I got for

hristmas: "I Will Repay" by Baroness

Emmuska Orczy - a sequel to her

famous "The Scarlet Pimpernel". I fell

in love with this book last year and

have since read it three times,so it's

wonderful to move on now to the second

book. What are you reading Friend?

Please share below in the comments!

I am always looking for a good book

recommendation!

Here we are on day two of my 'Week of Winter Poetry'!

The following poem I wrote on a really slow day up at

work(when I get most of my inspiration, haha!). At the

moment Quinn and I are both working up at Eaglecrest,

our local ski area. He as a ski/snowboard instructor, and

I myself as a member of the Ski School office, sending

all the students out to him. It's been fun working up there,

though I'm not sure how much longer I can hide from

learning how to ski...(Quinn has been trying to get me

on the slopes since we were dating).

The Ski School office is the location of our

'lost & found', which holds everything from

ski poles to missing lunch boxes. I was inspired

by the large tub of lost gloves we always have

to write this following poem. I hope you enjoy it!

Lost Mittens

From my poetry notebook

I have lost my mittens

I don't know where they've gone

I know I had them yesterday

When I was playing on the lawn.

And I know I had them after

When I went down by the sea -

I took them off to throw some rocks

But I brought them back with me.

I used them to defeat the neighbors

in an epic snowball fight,

and I thought I brought them back inside

when I came home for the night.

But now I can't seem to find them

They're not by my hat or coat

And my mom didn't say she moved them

Nor did she leave me a note.

So I guess I'll stay inside

What else is there to do?

You don't know where my mittens hide

or where they are, do you?

My mother had my mittens,

Yes she had them the whole time

Hidden in the highest spot

Hung up on a line.

Right above the woodstove

To get them warm and dry

Just ready to give me toasty hands

Under winter's snowy sky.

So if you've lost your mittens

And you've searched both near and far

Just ask your mom, I promise

She knows right where they are!

Thank you so much Dear Friends 

for joining me for this

'Week of Winter Poetry'! For the 

last poem of the week

I have saved a special favorite, 

one that involves cake! As I have 

shared before, winter is my favorite

time of year to bake and 

try out new recipes. It makes the 

Barn smell amazing and makes it 

feel extra cozy.

Snow Sugar Cake

From my poetry notebook

On a soggy winter's day

My dearest friend came by to play.

We thought it best to make a cake

For when it's dreary it's time to bake.

Flour and sugar all crystal white
Sparkled in the candle light.
In to the oven nice and hot,
Meanwhile the icing - let's make a lot!

Now stack the cakes all nice and high -
"How pretty it looks" we both will sigh.
A piece for you, a piece for me,
We'll be as happy as two friends can be!

And a glance out the window will bring a surprise -
The world, like a cake, lies before our eyes.
For Mother Nature worked as we worked too,
To frost the landscape in silvery hues.

I do hope my poems brought you some joy this
week! I was rather nervous to share so much
of my poetry with you, but I know you are a
Dear Friend and wouldn't mind if a poem
wasn't all that great, haha! I don't often share
my poetry, but I hope to share more of it
with you if you have liked it. Thank you once
again for joining me this week! Until next time Dear Friend!