Jeanette Swan Poet Free verse

Snowglobe Memory

She held in her chubby hand
just a rounded, tacky plastic  
snow-globe bubble.

Through blue gloop,
dandruff flakes fluttered:
the world - upended, shaken.

This, her own snowy kingdom:
a blizzard dome of imagination,
not suitable for that little sister.

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Paige Hind May 17, 2026 at 4:43 PM This seems like it has more layers than at the surface. Beautiful,

Andrea Dietrich November 30, 2025 at 1:44 PM Love how you did your snow globe poem. Good luck in the contest Jeanette Swan December 1, 2025 at 3:45 AM Thanks again Andrea for your encouragement. J :)

sara Etgen-Baker November 25, 2025 at 5:46 PM how imaginative yet real....we made our own snowglobes in Girl Scouts....had to use our imagination. best wishes with this contest entry Jeanette Swan November 26, 2025 at 10:10 PM Go girl-scouts! That sounds fun and memorable. I remember making 'fishponds' in a similar way :)

Marugu Mo November 25, 2025 at 5:23 AM If only we could remain in those innocent years. I loved this piece. It is really well written and a fav Jeanette Swan November 25, 2025 at 2:01 PM Thank you:) This was my kids - charmingly innocent, with strong feelings!