feather
flake wisps
swirl
outside my window
layers
of gray clouds
explode
like a pillow fight
dervish
whirlwind of white
blankets
the earth
shroud
of calm
muffled
sounds
until
boot crunch steps
erase
the pristine land
I'll dedicate this to my Dad, sister, brother, and all the hearty souls back East who are under blizzard conditions. My poem is how snow should be presented.
Sounds peaceful.
ReplyDeleteWe were just too far south for snow. Bummer.
yep. I get nostalgic for my youth and fun snow days in PA. Texas just doesn't really have it
DeleteSounds like my kind of snow....actually my favourite kind is the stuff that falls for Christmas Day and then goes away til the next Christmas.
ReplyDeleteI agree - the old Currier and Ives print
DeleteAh, if only our snow in the UK was like that, I might actually enjoy it :-)
ReplyDeleteyep, it's a dream......
DeleteHi Joanne - I feel for everyone .. a blanketing white-out is a little much. But one April here 2009 to be precise ... we had a snow storm down here on the coast - I drove out in it up the Downs to see my mother - only about a mile away ... thick blizzard conditions I could hardly see across the road - but at least I'd get up to see my mother.
ReplyDeleteWe watched and discussed the snow - everyone and everything came to a standstill ... well it was a weekend, and necessities would be done ... but when I went home one hour later (only one hour?!) I had six inches of snow on my car ... I just made it back.
So from that experience can see how much snow can fall so quickly and build ... I hope everyone will be safe and sound - enjoying the prettiness of it ..
Cheers Hilary
This is lovely. Makes me almost like snow again. Almost. :)
ReplyDeleteGreat poem! Wonderful word choices and description. I hope your family and friends are all safe and warm.
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