Open Poetry #17 |
Of Snowflakes and Memories |
CD Member
since 2001-01-27
Posts 101 |
It spirals down to the ground And lands with utter softness. On a still and silent night You just might be able to hear it. Several more come flying down It sounds like a symphony of silence, The dance of a thousand zephyrs of wind. The white circles, then dives down And finally lands softly to caress the ground. A tickle on the face A gentle stroke in the heart An acknowledgement of arrival One's Spirit reaches out. It is the touch of a memory of life; Every moment of everyday Every second lives as memory If not in my mind then in yours. A flurry of memories A soft but persistent fall of snowflakes, All of time is contained within, It is but memory; it is but time. |
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Midnitesun
since 2001-05-18
Posts 28647Gaia |
Nice imagery! And nice to meet you, CD. Snowflakes and memories abound at this time of year. I like this, do you have more? |
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Sunshine
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Member Empyrean
since 1999-06-25
Posts 63354Listening to every heart |
I'm going to like reading your work. This was lovely imagery. Thank you! |
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Sven
since 1999-11-23
Posts 14937East Lansing, MI USA |
yes. . . it's just like that. . . well done. . . a perfect picture. . . excellent. . . ------------------------------------------------------- To the world, you may only be one person. But to one person, you may be the world. |
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