Soft white flakes gently float and flutter down
Landing on evergreen boughs and covering the ground
Green grass grows faint as snow frosts the lawn
With white stuff like cold dandelion fluff
It piles on and piles up and bleaches out the world
‘til everything seems crystalline and glistening and pure
Coming like a saving grace, forgiving all our sins
It welcomes in another year, and we are new again
lovely!
ReplyDeleteLyrical, and those first hours are always amazing, no matter how many snowfalls you've seen. I do like that sense of purity and renewal snow brings--up to the point where I have to drive in it. ;)
ReplyDeletethat is the power of snow...in real life and metaphorically...hope it snows soon...
ReplyDeleteLovely... really soft and lovely!!
ReplyDeleteSnow is pretty, but you don't have to shovel rain. Dig the poem though.
ReplyDeleteThis is glorious, Eric. One of my favourites of yours.
ReplyDeleteI love so many lines and images - the green grass growing faint, the world being bleached. Superb.
Thank you Kerry, and everyone else!
ReplyDeleteThis one was an easy write for me.
Renewal....beautiful! :-)
ReplyDeleteHi Eric - I particularly like your line, 'Green grass grows faint as snow frosts the lawn' with that subtle play on the word 'grows'
ReplyDeleteLove the idea of the new year making us new again. That's how I feel in January - brand new year! Loved this poem, Eric.
ReplyDeleteYour last verse is spot on... like the idea of another year, and we are new again ~
ReplyDeletesnowflakes imagery is way too cool.
ReplyDelete:)
We hardly get any snow out here in South Africa but when it does happen it happens exactly how you described it here.
ReplyDeleteHow true! A winter is so necessary to get rid of old stuff and welcome the new again. A very positive refreshing poem.
ReplyDeleteBeautiful, I love the freshness of your words and the thoughts of a new beginning~
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