Snow falls
soft, silent, virgin flakes
which cover the scene
with winter’s first new
blankets of wonder.
I wander paths that
haven’t been seen for
some time
and, you appear
Come close enough
to reach in through the
hollow of bones which ache
and touch the depth of
my spirit as it tries
to stay upon its
sacred road
leaving misery behind.
A world apart
All of life flounders
in the shallow of each day
but safe inside the hearts
of those who love
we breathe in
…exhaling clarity.
The snow dances her
sensual ballet for me
(a captive audience)
as chests rise and fall
all inside of destiny’s
seamless prediction.
~*~
© Daydreamertoo *All rights reserved
Shared with Three Word Wednesday CCLXV11
ABC Wednesday #prompt ‘S’
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I love the last stanza and snow, so this is awesome in my book 🙂
beautiful! I love the idea of snow dancing.
Great juxtaposition of the living flower and the chill cold of the winter death.
ROG, ABC Wednesday team
Sad and sorrowful but so true about life. We have the memories and can bathe in them but then it is time to move forward. Your last line says it all “all inside of destiny’s seamless prediction” Beautiful!
the snow dances ballet for me…that made me smile…my wife was a ballerina…as magical as snow…
What a magical story Daydreamer…quiet yet powerful…
Truly beautiful
wonderful. there’s an aura of healing coming out of this piece. i can feel it 🙂
Delicious.
Your words sparkle…they fall as snowflakes of originality
I love the magic of your imagery! The last stanza stands out most to me. I can see myself under a street light watching the snowflakes descend and twirl towards earth, my own private ballet. I ran home and wrote a poem about it 😀 It was about winter’s ballet~
“The snow dances her
sensual ballet for me
(a captive audience)
as chests rise and fall
all inside of destiny’s
seamless prediction”
Beautiful!
beautiful n fantastic read !!
“Reach in through the hollow of bones…” This gave me goosebumps, it was so poetic. Hope you have a Happy Thanksgiving!
you’ve captured the quiet beauty of snow with your words.
Just lovely. What a peaceful scene you paint with your words. I love thinking about the snow dancing a sensual ballet.
This poem simply could not be more beautiful.
Love you … getting my life together slowly but surely … Love always, c.
lovely in it’s true beauty and sadness.
Another beauty… I especially like the last stanza.
Oh this snow just has to go. I’d rather not be in the know and just enjoy your flow. But having to drive in the junk, gets me in a funk..haha
you evoke a mood for me, not sad exactly, perhaps pensive.
Words as beautiful as the snow.