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A Pessimistic Perspective on the Prospect of Snowfall
A fragile veil, like tissue;
all that remains against
razorblade-infused winter air
nuzzling against me like a needy puppy
persistently trying to lick my face
in the final moments of gray
before the sky falls;
shattering into pieces
before swaddling the world
in a frozen wet blanket
all that remains against
razorblade-infused winter air
nuzzling against me like a needy puppy
persistently trying to lick my face
in the final moments of gray
before the sky falls;
shattering into pieces
before swaddling the world
in a frozen wet blanket
Published 21st Nov 2014
| Edited 22nd Nov 2014
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21st Nov 2014 10:24pm
a very beautiful and well written poem, I might say " a fragile veil of tissue"...just a thought. Beautiful images. Very nice.
22nd Nov 2014 5:01am
23rd Nov 2014 12:53pm
good imagery sammy...
have a feeling i'll be able to relate to this quite well in a few weeks time...
i'll be missing the sunshine or to be more exact the warmth the sun gives in winter in the southern hemisphere which it doesn't in winter in the northern hemisphere....
have a feeling i'll be able to relate to this quite well in a few weeks time...
i'll be missing the sunshine or to be more exact the warmth the sun gives in winter in the southern hemisphere which it doesn't in winter in the northern hemisphere....
25th Nov 2014 6:06pm
Yes. I miss the Australian sunshine! I moved back to the northern hemisphere in January, right after Australia Day. What a shock to the system!
27th Nov 2014 4:51am
