First Snow
by Mary Louise Allen
Snow makes whiteness where it falls
The bushes look like popcorn balls.
The places where I always play
Look like somewhere else today!
Haiku
by Andromeda Jazmon
fresh snow
the wind left on my fence -
a wink, a blink
Early shovelers
drawing back the lines on
mussel shell sky
Laura Purdie Salas has the Friday Poetry Roundup today. Enjoy!
14 comments:
Beautiful! And the photographs made the poems such an experience.
Found your blog from the MotherReader Challenge. Your snow poetry compliments the weather in our backyard very well.
Thanks!
~ Lauri Chandler
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I especially like the first one! Could be a lovely addition to a collection of children's poetry.
I loved finding the wink and blink in the fence photo!
OOO . . . I love "First Snow." I haven't cared for snow in many years, but you brought back good childhood memories.
I love snow! Thanks for these poems, Andi. The winking, blinking fence made me laugh--great photo, and yet the poem works without it, too, because snow is so magical, appearing and disappearing, falling, sticking, dropping, that I could picture its trueness in lots of different ways.
Lovely! I liked the combo of words and pictures, very appropriate:)
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What a wonderful wink and blink! I was so happy to find this on such a snowy cold day here. And that Mary Louise Allen poem always crosses my mind on such days...
lovely
I like the photos, just enough snow to change the look of the place/objects, but not so much that you cannot recognise what you are looking at. Nice poem as well. I have done 3 poems on my blog.
I'm appreciate your writing style.Please keep on working hard.^^
A fresh blanket of purity. I love the snow.
My, that's a lovely haiku you wrote.
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