Ice Flute

In the snow and ice,
a flute is played in the blizzard
by someone who makes tunes like a wizard
to tame the weather, in order to create paradise

Snowflakes fall ever so slow,
the wind softly breezing by the flute in the ever-white land
forever striving in eternal glow
and happiness is always at hand
Copyright © | Year Posted 2018

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De Beaulieu Avatar
January 24, 2020 at 11:58 AM
Hello Vermillion Scythe, this poem is beautiful. As i read this poem I could see th person playing the flute. So nice to meet you. have a nice day my friend.
Shuff Avatar
June 18, 2018 at 7:28 PM
Nice one
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