Constance La France Poet Free verse

'snow, My Beloved'

I walk in the empty park
where winter twilight is dense and full
        and the sky falls to a shadow
as trees and ground blend
      ebbing into vagueness . . . 

    The path is wet under my feet
and little frills of ice adorn things
        crystalline and frosty and filigree
then suddenly air is full of snowflakes
      so enchanting and beautiful
snow has come to be my beloved . . .

    I am left breathless
with snow floating among the trees
        and I feel snow's sweet touch
on my hair and on my cheek
      with no sound except his silent kiss
I stand still in his loving embrace . . .


All my world is quiet and tranquil
Except my beloved whispering snow
Drifting, floating, hovering about me
I whisper, "I love you"
But I know in my heart he will go
And be but a memory lost . . . 

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November 24, 2012


Poetry/Free Verse/Snow, My Beloved
Copyright Protected, ID 11-4381-79-24
All Rights Reserved, 2012, Constance La France

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Linda-Marie Sweetheart December 3, 2012 at 9:20 AM most romantic as two lost in beauty of snow ..your lines r so captivating .. I never want the poems to end Constance ..

Jack Horne November 25, 2012 at 7:07 AM awesome write here, Constance. I doubt if we'll get snow here, but I sure love your descriptions of it

Richard Lamoureux November 24, 2012 at 4:46 PM I was really happy for you until that last line. Absolutly lovely poem, I very much enjoyed it.