Snow's Slow Dance
Snow is the color of freedom
at the speed of meandering
knowing it's going down
it's a random sideways move
feels like an exotic dance
partner on an other worldly floor
real and unreal reeling at reveille
Fay Slimm
Love the pace and visual impact of this - - the sound values in the reading are well thought out too. A poetically fresh look at snow.
Love the pace and visual impact of this - - the sound values in the reading are well thought out too. A poetically fresh look at snow.
Lillian Susan Thomas
this poem uses both kinetic and visual images, moving like a slow dance. I love the freshness and inventiveness of it,
this poem uses both kinetic and visual images, moving like a slow dance. I love the freshness and inventiveness of it,
heterodynemind
Nice. You've captured in words some of the more memorable things that we always forget about snow until it comes back around to remind us again.
Nice. You've captured in words some of the more memorable things that we always forget about snow until it comes back around to remind us again.
Such an evocation on sights and movements. I love the last line in particular - such a clever play on words.