With the exception of the last two lines..."God's in his Heaven...." the words are mine.
The world is white today and clean
Silence covers everything
Thick flakes that drift as in a dream
Slow motion, they floated free
In hushed abandon..tumbled, swirled
Then I say aloud in my empty room
The words that keep us safe and warm
"God's in His heaven
All's right with the world."
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13 comments:
You sure talk purdy......Cowboy Mitch (and his buckaroos)
If we get another snow day tomorrow, I'll write a poem too.
Very nice :-)
Oh Mike-- you gambled and you lost! When you wake up on this beautiful snow day today, I'll remind you of what you have to do, lol.
Michael,
I am eagerly looking forward to it! It can be a long poem or it can be short and sweet. It can have rhyme or no rhyme at all.No rush, take your time.
Frankenstein
New York.
The snow spirals softly to the ground,
While the children play in their dog pound.
But not I.
I am the one.
O, I am the one who has found
That this snow is never quite round.
Ah, now, can thou hear that sound?
Frankenstein.
Interpret away, I have no idea what it means.
Awesome Mike. Though I'm not quite sure what it means, you most definitely have a poetic streak!!
Michael,
I like it!
And you did say last night that you were going to start your poem with the word "Frankenstein". And you did! Yes.I like your poem!
Hey Michael! Well done!.....Mitch
michael...very cool. i like your poem a lot. reminds me of the Theater of Agnes (ask your mother). sari
Great poem! That should be published :)
OMG Sa, Theater of Agnes!- what a blast from the past. I don't remember much about it, but it sure does ring a bell.
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