Galloping Denturn Poetry - Falling Snow
Falling snow, beauty belies its hidden dangers!
White-veiled mountains can be a threat to all below,
But on the day the inviting piste, it's splendours!
Skiers, see the sparkle in their eyes, they love the snow!
They jump from mounds, landing in a great snow flurry!
Slamon round the mounds, snow flying, friends cheer them on!
Then there's tobogganers, always in a hurry!
Snowboarders, somersaulting, an exhibition!
Dusk, the piste brilliantly lit, skiers enchanted.
They no longer ski alone, shadowed company.
Downhill runs ending with a party, some canted
Party ending all happy, no one got frumpy!
Next day, goodbyes all done and dusted, flying home.
Still, snowing flight cancelled, oh well no one complained.
Sadly the snow, heavy, piste closed, hear them all moan!
The next day, avalanches and worse for them rained!
Copyright © Mick Talbot | Year Posted 2018
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