White,
the lawn,
like iced cake.
First of the winter;
Snow.
© Elizabeth Leaper
White,
the lawn,
like iced cake.
First of the winter;
Snow.
© Elizabeth Leaper
(An Elfje series)
White
snow falls.
Is there enough
to build a snowman?
No.
Icy
Arctic blast,
snow, sleet; biting
rain washes snow away.
Gone.
Wind
roars through
the rigging; an
angry beast out for
blood.
In
the Marina,
on board the boat,
keeping warm. No sailing
today.
© Elizabeth Leaper
early
dusk at
four this Thursday
the thirteenth of November
*snow*
*snow*
slowing traffic
workers at windows
pointing, come, look; see
falling
falling
white crystals
maybe mixed with
freezing rain – late autumn
Brrrrr…
©JP/davh
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Golden
snow falls
from the trees
Autumn has decided to
settle
© Christine Moran
Christine writes beautiful poetry at http://journeyintopoetry.wordpress.com.
Somewhere
up there
snow moon wanes —
looking for March’s spring
‘Worm’
© JP/davh
This week I am sharing work by JulesPaige. You can read more of Jules’s work at Jules Gemstone Pages and at http://julesgemsandstuff.blogspot.com where you will also find links to her other blogs.