Stephen Tefft Poet Free verse

Snow

Snow.
It’s cold.
Sometimes wet.
Sometimes it’s not.
Gets kids out of school.
Grown-ups still have to work.
Driving down the icy street,
Getting stuck behind the snowplows,
Stopping often to clear the windshield,
Hoping that the heater doesn’t break down,
Praying that the parking lot is cleared,
Trying to find an open space.
Cover the hood with plastic,
(Quicker to clean later.)
Then, in your good shoes
You trudge inside
Through the cold
And wet
Snow.

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Daniel Henry Rodgers December 1, 2023 at 8:55 AM Stephen, your poem, a Diamante style, beautifully captures the multifaceted experience of a snowy day, from the joy of children to the struggles of adults. Your attention to detail and the rhythm of your lines create a vivid and relatable narrative that genuinely brings the scene to life. - Blessings, Daniel

Stephen Tefft April 29, 2019 at 11:38 AM I didn't know what type of poem this might be. It's a ninette but it goes up to ten... ("This amp goes up to eleven...") Any suggestions?