Posts tagged ‘snow’

LIVING THE STORM

Just wanted to tell you folks that the descriptions of the storm the east coast is now living though are more than accurate.

I have had a self-standing basket ball net at the end of my driveway for perhaps 25 years hoping one of my girls might enjoy the game. Neither one did, and although my youngest is 5’11”, she is a farmer.

I’m telling this because, for the first time, this hoop has blown down. The wind and snow could produce a wealth of poems, but for the common man, is it a hassle to be handled.

I hope to produce more for this blog, but a lesson for the young. If you want a career in writing; START NOW. Age had a tendency to slow you down.

 

March 2, 2018 at 11:15 pm 1 comment

POEMS & FLEETING THOUGHTS: THE SNOW

I’m sure many of the residents of the northeast are now shouting a four letter word,

S***!

After a mild winter, a storm has arrived making life temporarily miserable.

I always dust off this poem and share it at the appropriate time.

This is the appropriate time.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

I wrote this poem some years ago.

Every winter since, I drag it out the right time.

For those of us on the East Coast, now is the right time.

 

 

 

 

 

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

 

THE 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 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.

 

March 16, 2017 at 5:26 am 2 comments

POEMS AND FLEETING THOUGHTS: THE COMING STORM

As I look out the window, the darkened sky predicts the approaching storm. The remnants of the last weather event are nearly gone, but no one is sure of the power of this one.  Here are my thoughts while I await.

 

A pregnant sky looms,

Soon the landscape

Will change.

Altered by nature’s course,

Solitude created.

February 8, 2016 at 9:37 pm 1 comment

BLIZZARD’S RESULTS

Here in West Chester, PA we recorded a snowfall of 26 inches.  Thought I’d share an image of my car.

 

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January 26, 2016 at 10:32 pm 2 comments

POEMS AND RANDOM THOUGHTS: SNOW

I wrote this poem some years ago.  I drag it out every winter at the appropriate time. for those of us on the East Coast, this is the right time.

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

 

THE 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 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.

 

 

 

January 22, 2016 at 10:55 pm 2 comments

POEMS AND RANDOM THOUGTS: SNOWI wrote this poem some years ago. Every winter since, I drag it out of the right time. For those of us on the East Coast, now is the right time. This poem was inspired by Edgar Allan Poe’s, The Bells. THE 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 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. I wrote this poem some years ago. Every winter since, I drag it out of the right time. For those of us on the East Coast, now is the right time. This poem was inspired by Edgar Allan Poe’s, The Bells. THE 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 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.

I wrote this poem some years ago.

Every winter since, I drag it out of the right time.

For those of us on the East Coast, now is the right time.

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

 

THE 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 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.

 

 

 

January 22, 2016 at 10:38 pm Leave a comment

REVISITING A POEM: SNOW

With winter knocking, no banging, on the door.

With parts of the country already measuring snow in feet not inches, I thought it appropriate the we revisit my poem, Snow.

SNOW

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

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 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.

November 19, 2014 at 4:04 pm 2 comments

SNOW

I thought I’d revisit a poem I wrote and shared on my blog some three years ago.

Our last two winters were nearly nonexistent, but now we are paying. We had three snowfalls in less than a week and another inch is predicted for tomorrow. They have all been small amounts but they do add up, as does the love of snow in this poem.

 

 

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

THE 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 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.

 

December 16, 2013 at 7:45 pm 3 comments

THE SNOW

As a resident of Pennsylvania, I can safely say we have experienced the winter from hell (if that makes any sense). With a beautiful spring upon us, I felt it safe to submit this poem to Necrology Shorts. They chose to publish this effort.

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

THE 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 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.

April 3, 2010 at 6:30 pm 4 comments


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