Mystic Rose Rose Poet Imagism

Snow Storm

Pellets of snow fall
covering the ground in total white 
Frozen branches in tick tock fashion 
move from side to side 
whipped by  invisible fierce winds;
 
The icy breath of winter 
sits on his cold blue lips 
long gone are the days when he taught 
his children how to make snow angels.  

An old rusted shovel digs deep 
then resurrects itself, followed by a white shower  
of flying ice snow, 
Old man winter has returned with a vengeance 
there is an old tea kettle whistling inside the house 
but he can't hear a thing, only the sound 
of a snow blower as it spurts out more and more 
snow...

December 23, 2022 
Sponsor Kim Rodrigues
Contest Name WINTER STORM

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Panagiota Romios December 24, 2022 at 9:57 AM I love this! I hope you slide to victory! Pangie xoxo Mystic Rose Rose December 27, 2022 at 2:35 PM Thank you dear Panagiota. Hope your holiday was good :)

John Lawless December 24, 2022 at 4:10 AM there is an exquisite beauty to it, both the snow and the poem. Mystic Rose Rose December 24, 2022 at 4:52 AM Thank you John for supporting my poem, God bless

Joseph P. DiMino December 24, 2022 at 2:55 AM "long gone are the days when he taught his children how to make snow angels." Beautiful poetry! Yep, I remember those days well, having lived in much colder climates and now in the blistering desert. For the old bones, I prefer the blistering desert. Blessings. Mystic Rose Rose December 24, 2022 at 4:52 AM I'm jealous we are buried in snow here, and the wind was howling something terrible, I wrote a poem about how to cope with bad dreams I hope you get a chance to read it, yours in Christ xo

Sotto Poet December 23, 2022 at 5:36 PM Rose, this is an exceptionally well-written poem. This already exquisite poetry was given an additional dimension of beauty thanks to your stunning imagery, which, when combined with your high-quality language, was simply breathtaking. Mystic Rose Rose December 23, 2022 at 6:11 PM Thank you for such supportive words Sotto, they mean alot coming from you :)

Stephan McBride December 23, 2022 at 5:18 PM Better go outside and cut that snow blower off and listen to that old tea kettle: ). Stephan McBride December 23, 2022 at 9:11 PM LOL. Wish you a wonderful, joyful, Christmas you dear sweet soul and spirit. : ) Mystic Rose Rose December 23, 2022 at 6:10 PM Someone is inside making the tea, I need to finish the driveway before I get me recompense lol thanks for reading Stephen