Perfect Pirouettes

I've spotted my first snowflake of the year dancing on a breeze; it swirled in the air. Autumn's practically over, I fear; Winter is coming, and we'd best prepare. Dancing on a breeze, it swirled in the air; performing perfect pirouettes and twirls. With a fragile beauty beyond compare; I watch the first flake as it spins and whirls. Performing perfect pirouettes and twirls: a snowflake dominates the center stage. I watch the first flake as it spins and whirls, sensing others are waiting just offstage. A snowflake dominates the center stage: Autumn's practically over, I fear. Sensing others are waiting just offstage; I've spotted my first snowflakes of the year.
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Dronsfield Avatar
March 1, 2021 at 1:13 PM
Very beautiful Pantoum my dear friend, Emile! I love winter poetry! Congratulations on your win my friend! Ken
Pinet Avatar
March 1, 2021 at 3:40 PM
Thanks Ken, I appreciate your comments my friend, Emile.
Agustin Avatar
March 1, 2021 at 1:38 AM
Wow! Congrats! God bless you.
Pinet Avatar
March 1, 2021 at 7:27 AM
Thanks Beata, I appreciate your comments my friend, Emile.
Roper Avatar
February 28, 2021 at 12:20 PM
Great Rhyming Pantoum , Emile, i particularly love the third stanza .Congratulations on your win . Hugs Eve
Pinet Avatar
March 1, 2021 at 7:29 AM
Thanks Eve, I appreciate your comments my friend, Emile.
Rodrigues Avatar
November 25, 2020 at 7:59 PM
Where snowflakes might be magical you twist the emotion in a pirouette ballet. Love it!
Pinet Avatar
November 26, 2020 at 7:42 AM
Thanks Kim, I appreciate your comments my friend, Emile.
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