flakes fall
the first snow
cold on my head
freezing my toes
I stand in the air
I breathe
like a dream
the flakes
like vapor
disappear
dissipate
my discouraged hour
gone
I awake
I missed the first flurries falling today, but my daughter's babysitter said they were out for them. I will look forward to experiencing them for myself soon. Until then, I will reread your poem. :)
Stay warm! Like Diane, I wasn't expecting the bit of turning at the end... the cold snow actually being a positive force rather than something to huddle against/away from.
Nice twist here, Betsy. Not at all what I expected when I first read the title!
ReplyDeleteI missed the first flurries falling today, but my daughter's babysitter said they were out for them. I will look forward to experiencing them for myself soon. Until then, I will reread your poem. :)
ReplyDeleteStay warm! Like Diane, I wasn't expecting the bit of turning at the end... the cold snow actually being a positive force rather than something to huddle against/away from.
ReplyDeleteWe had "graupel" in Mass - weird little snowballs like hail and snow mixed.
ReplyDeleteToo soon! Gone now. Love your poem.
I embrace (brrrr) the change of seasons! Change is good!
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