SNOW: A POEM FOR THE TIMES

Snow is a poem I wrote every time there is a significant snowfall. I feel this current storm merits a posting.

This poem was inspired by Edgar Allan Poe’s, The Bells.

SNOW

See the delicate snowflakes fall,

Falling, falling, falling.

Whitening the earth, awaiting below,

Falling, falling, falling.

See the mounds of glittering white,

Building, building, building.

As they hide the ground from our sight,

Building, building, building.

See the ceaseless falling snow,

Falling, falling, falling.

Will it stop, no one quite knows,

Falling, falling, falling.

See the drifts accumulate,

Building, building, building.

My longing for spring will no longer wait,

Building, building, building.

SEE THE DAMNED WHITE BLANKET GROW,

HIDING, HIDING, HIDING.

MY CAR, MY LAWN, ALL I KNOW,

HIDING, HIDING, HIDING.

SEE MY MADNESS, MY URGE TO KILL,

GROWING, GROWING, GROWING,

CROSS MY PATH, AND I’LL DO YOU ILL,

SMILING, SMILING, SMILING.

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