First Snow
Did the sky hold a variant hue
charged by night’s soft- haloed moon
slowly blending to indigo blue over sunrise-fuscias
the crispness of the winter dawn
imbued with the resonance of his morning song
echoing in a marbled shower chorus
with sudsy clouds of shampoo…
a hint of fresh and clean
born anew in the afterglow of midnight past
another memory glistening
steam mellowed
Was it the wafting essence of Carolina evergreen
or sinfully rich, calescent Belgian cocoa…
peppermint stick infused
sweet upon lips sipping from warmed Imari mug
to my morning tousled sheets delivered
complimenting steam… with steamy
and succor of your satisfied smile
while the mist of nature’s crystalline
danced outside fogged window tracings
in December’s morning air
that took me there... again…again
to that place
that world
of you and me…
Taylor Ryan
December 2006
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Being from Ohio, I miss the first snow. In Texas, we're lucky if we get a dusting! LOL Beautiful imagery sets the stage for a scene to remember. Well done.
(((HUGS))) and love, Karla.
Regis
Charles D. O'Connor III "I am Providence"-H.P. Lovecraft. "Check out my story The Horror Beyond Gable Way" and news on my new anthology "Voices Of Midnight And Other Utterings". Take Care.
Good girl!
love,
Susan
Peace ...
Richard Lloyd Cederberg
It is so capturing I want to hold on for all I'm worth.
A rare and delicious venture into a realm seldom visited.
In true awe - Bill
A beautiful poem of love and expressed emotions the beauty also of a place and wintery images is wonderful.....Loved this one.
Joselyn
Love & Light always and in all ways,
Joseph*
Love Tinka
Love and the greatest respect,
CJ
Love,
chantilly
Well penned.
Gods Speed!
Michael