Sprinkle diamond dust across an ocean so white and still, waves lie envisioning how they will look in silver and lavender. Now wrap your gift in tissue you pattern after ermine. Layer until you can't hear a sound. Ready? Tiptoe out and lay your present under a sky where stars begin to nod. Oh, and be sure you remember to hide the strings Fate insisted you tie. Fear and Impatience will find them, of course. All pretty-does to them. Snow means black ice means ER. Plummeting from a bridge. Century to work, school, bar. Cops already warmed the jaws of life. Dogs busy spraying. Picture yellow slush. Can't wait to sweep you in the gutter, horse-laugh to follow-the-money-catch-a-game- get-a-cut-buy-a-byte-bang-a-bod-move- damnyou-move. Then the power fails. Hush shushes, Take a breath and clear a circle in the frost so you can see. Whisper thanks for wanding pearl powder as giving as a loving mother's breast. Offering more inside. Needed quiet. Not to stay alive, to be. Feast your eyes on the fineness of the tissue. Moon-like glow. Allow yourself to envision how you are going to look in silver and lavender. Dazzle as you float on your float of fur, Love nestled for all time at your side.
The opening line of "Snow Float's" words were formed with brilliant cut diamond, and the closing line was written with platinum words to reflect their glowing meaning.
'Snow Float'?!! Jeez, Pea, the title has already phantomed me...
I cannot explain, in terms of words, how you affect me, which is why I cannot read too much of you, and others.
'Snow Float' skated me into the past, with such abandon, I lost 'myself' in your words. This piece is painfully beautiful, and hypnotically formed, in its passage of time, taste, life and colors-bright...
Imprinted with winter wisdom and it is just plain easier being a leader than a follower in any season. Winter is a season to take risks, boil some calm water for some relaxing tea and lie naked on the ermine! Snow Float is a winter chauffeur for sure. It drives us around the corner into Spring Avenue so we can burn some rubber! A consistent with your nature themes write, Pea.
this was amazing, and a definite winter's treat! as someone who moved south to get away from all that, i definitely can appreciate the cold from a distance! a loooong distance!
The pic is gorgeous, as is the poem; brings back memories of snowfalls of my youth in Ohio. Most of them pretty good, but I sure don't miss the shoveling! LOL Excellent, yet again. I love the way your mind works. :) You involve the reader in your poetry; one doesn't merely read it, they become it. BRAVA!
The pic brings back memories of the late sixties when had an ice storm and it knocked out all our electricity for 3 days and my wife and I and our 5 kids learned how the earlier settlers lived and we tried to find a motel or hotel that wasn't full of like minded people. A three days of shivering that we'll never forget. Oh yes the trees looked beautiful all iced up as did everthing else. Great write.
I like this. I remember living in South Dakota when winter went on and on. The stuff about the dogs is so true. I could hardly wåit for spring, but was always glad when it snowed enough to cover the old gunk for a while, until it finally warmed up
Reviewed by Jerry Bolton (Reader)
Reviewed on February 25, 2006
Sounds like a snowball of fun to me. The images and sights and sounds you projected within the poem are delicious. Gotta love it!
This is a stunning beauty, Pea. There is nothing as peaceful as the quiet that snow creates, not to mention the stark beauty it casts about. Those are moments we wish to inhale and savor forever. Your images are knockout!Excellent penning, Pea!
This is a very comforting and relaxing piece , laced with much inner wisdom and sagacious power Pea
The silence of the snow drifts across in this feast of a pen
I always come away from your Den energised and charged again
The pic is very symbolic too !
Peter
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The opening line of "Snow Float's" words were formed with brilliant cut diamond, and the closing line was written with platinum words to reflect their glowing meaning.
I have enriched my mind reading "Snow Float".
Andre Emmanuel Bendavi ben-YEHU
fine ambition. ;) You are very talented Pea, how
in the world have I missed your work.
I cannot explain, in terms of words, how you affect me, which is why I cannot read too much of you, and others.
'Snow Float' skated me into the past, with such abandon, I lost 'myself' in your words. This piece is painfully beautiful, and hypnotically formed, in its passage of time, taste, life and colors-bright...
Erin Elizabeth Kelly-Moen
Sage
poignant line..
beautiful work..
vesna;)
This is beautiful write indeed! Your words are so beautiful like the painting. Enjoyed this!!!
Sandie May Angel :o)
Great offering sis!!
Love Tinka
Felix
Birgit and Roger
The pic is gorgeous, as is the poem; brings back memories of snowfalls of my youth in Ohio. Most of them pretty good, but I sure don't miss the shoveling! LOL Excellent, yet again. I love the way your mind works. :) You involve the reader in your poetry; one doesn't merely read it, they become it. BRAVA!
(((HUGS))) and love, Karla.
The silence of the snow drifts across in this feast of a pen
I always come away from your Den energised and charged again
The pic is very symbolic too !
Peter