Friday, December 03, 2010

winter dance

It snowed a little while ago, and while watching snowflakes fall outside the window, I wrote this poem:

snowflakes giggle and
chase each other,
following gusts of wind and
swooping through the air,
performing their own ballet.

the choreographer is displeased.
they calm down and tumble quietly
to the snow-softened earth.

the music strikes up again.
frenzied, the winds roll
nimbly in the sky,
snowflakes spinning
caught up in their own
winter dance.


Julia said...


Apoorva Chowdhary said...

That is a really nice poem. :)

Verenda Harrt said...


Nonie said...

the second and third stanzas are wonderful. :)