poem-first snow

Filed under: Poetry — Shawn L. Bird @ 4:11 pm
Tags: alliteration, assonance, consonance, metaphor, poem, poetry, snow

Grey morning:

sky falls in fragile pieces

past my window,

lies,

white clouds upon the ground.

This morning

I can touch the sky.

Cold comfort.

syl65 Says:
November 9, 2018 at 4:45 pm
Had our first snow here, mostly covering grass and some tree branches.

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bigskybuckeye Says:
November 9, 2018 at 5:17 pm
Very appropriate as central Ohio expects its first blast of winter very soon. Hmm . . . where did fall go?

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Maureen Sudlow Says:
November 9, 2018 at 5:38 pm
love those fragile pieces of sky

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righteousbruin9 Says:
November 9, 2018 at 7:35 pm
I sense it will be a more active winter, even out here in the West.

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- Shawn L. Bird Says:
  November 9, 2018 at 10:51 pm
  They say it is supposed to be mild thanks to El Nino, so we’ll see.
  
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