Carole Duet Poet Rhyme

Snowdancer

Snowflakes blow in a sky of gray
  as the snowdancer dances her cares away.
Whirling and twirling in a sea of white,
  warm breath escapes her lips,
  dancing and slowly moving her hips.
Up above a snowbird flies
  over the trees into dark skies.
The air is quiet.
The pines are green,
  bowing low in this snowy scene.
The snowdancer's heart beats faster and faster,
  moving and swaying on a floor of alabaster.
Music floats on cool, clean air.
The man of her dreams is somewhere out there.
Sparkling flakes cling to her gown
  and decorate her hair of brown.
Arms outstretched as if in flight,
 the snowdancer spins into the night.
The snowdancer spins into the night.


By:  Carole O'Terry Duet
Copyright:  2003
"All Rights Reserved"

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Line Gauthier November 20, 2017 at 11:23 PM Wonderful poem, as promised in your bio. Love your literary gift. Congrats, Carole. Carole Duet November 23, 2017 at 2:53 AM Thank you so much, Line, for your very nice comment. Carole Duet

Edward Mccall October 8, 2016 at 1:48 PM I absolutely loved it. She is the reflection of winters beauty. Thank you for the smile. Carole Duet October 8, 2016 at 11:34 PM Well thanks so much again, Edward.

White Wolf September 28, 2016 at 6:25 AM Wonderful /|\ Inspiring/|\ Carole Duet September 28, 2016 at 1:36 PM Thanks Rick! Your comment is so "inspiring".

Connie Marcum Wong September 3, 2016 at 8:21 PM I could visualize an entire ballet with your lovely imagery in this poem Carole. It is simply enchanting! You write beautifully! 7 Welcome to Poetry Soup! Aloha, Connie : ) Carole Duet September 3, 2016 at 9:55 PM Well thank you so much Connie. I really appreciate your comment. It is my favorite poem.

Daniel Turner August 24, 2016 at 7:40 AM Fun read, Carole. Not ready for the snow yet nor the cold. Brrr! The older I get, the less i like the colder weather. This poem shows your playful side with a lot of imagery. Enjoyed the read! Carole Duet August 24, 2016 at 2:26 PM Thanks, Daniel. Basically, I had to publish it now since I just mentioned it in my Bio. Originally I was going to save it til winter...but here it is in August! It's so hot here in Louisiana right now that just writing it again cooled me down!

Robert Pettit August 24, 2016 at 12:04 AM With the summer heat, reading this poem does a better job at making me feel cooler than air conditioning. Carole Duet August 24, 2016 at 12:18 AM Well, I am so glad, Robert. I love snow....