Yesterday, the snow fell, laced lazily
all across the frozen field; grace fell down.
My heart raced, apace in a minor key
troubles fled erased from me, was my frown.
Seemed semblances filled my life-weary head
so God's beauty nudged my heart-weary soul;
far off, hills became instilled white purebred
away from mad machines joy milled bold.
Now, black is white, fresh and new, clean and pure
it takes a hold of blight and sings ... out;
looks at frowns ignite, giggles light, demure.
As, the day brites sledders scream "Watch out!"
Though winter's gray days we'll recall this sight.
They're our days, our nights, dressed in Winter white.
Here we dawdle, coats, scarfs and boots in Winter white.
to freeze as frames of memory, joy's root in Winter white.
Stay with me, dream awhile, we could build an igloo?
Oh, won't you make snow angels, beauts, in Winter white.
I could put snow down your coat, toss a ball or two
believe me, " I could, I could catch YOU toots in Winter white!"
In frozen splendor, we will still, "Isn't he so cute!"
Yesterday is forever captured now SHOOT! in Winter white.
Sonnet with a Ghazal Chaser ;)
see about the poem
dedicated to Chan [nuff rhyme for you hon?]