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Snow?
by Wayne Thomas (Age: 58)
copyright 01-02-2008


Age Rating: 10 to 127

 
for two full days
the snow
ceaseless--
third day
the sky clears
unveils
nearly five feet of new
powder
blanketing new england
in starched white--
heatless sun
sparkles from
so many tiny gems
it hurts
to look--
my shades sit
crisply
on walnut dresser
ignored through
long weeks
of gray--
clouds lift
mercury plunges--
twenty, no,
thirty degrees
from the day before--
shades on again
stare dumbly
at the brilliance--
aching, grateful
for a few days
off work--
turning away
from the blinding snow--
looking inward--
the house
once bright enough
for all seasons
had grown instead
frightful
and dark


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01-11-2008 Richard Reed Jr    

Lovely images of a New England Winter.
Every image floated by my eyes as if I were standing on a moving walkway inside of an art gallery. The tone of the poem is maintained in this manner up to the closing lines whereby the tone appears to change expressing something ominous.
Something mysterious.

Excellent write!

~Rich
01-07-2008 Walter Jones    

A touch of class, so perfect in reflection, gather me in and held me, so many images danced before my eyes, a clever well crafted write, impressive. Often a strike of works grab at the mind and for just a moment a warm comfort is met, and the reader gets it, at least for the reader, and smile forms from ear to ear, that is what this write did for me..Walt
01-07-2008 Samantha P.    

This was a great poem. Man the snow really is blinding though. haha especially when there is a lot of it. It Seems like when it falls we all stay inside by the fire as it falls and outside its gloomy, bitter and cold. But whenever it stops and the skies clear and the sun comes out it switches and the outside is bright. I love how it sparkles but im already stuck with glasses haha i dont need to go blind
Good poem i loved the topic
Sammy
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