Flurry
Inspired by the view out my window
I saw the snow today
Falling in the perfect way
Exactly how it did not fall yesterday.
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A proper snow
Not the wild, howling, boastful kind
Not one that howled from the North
Carrying swirling, biting winds
Nor the kind to catch in your throat
Nor your eyes
A gentle snow
That obscured sight of eye
But brightened sight of mind.
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A proper snow
Not the driving, battering kind
Not one that buries cities as it may
That was not the snow I saw today.
Nor one that keeps children hidden away
For fear of wolves that howl in the night
When game is scarce to find
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A proper snow
Of the constant, gentle kind
One that blots out the distant views
One that blends the lights and hues
One that buries a town in slow
Solemn gusts
Making the close and near
Feel cherished and dear
To make the far away a faery dream
And that seen close at hand,
Through the cacao's rising steam,
Soft and quiet,
As we ourselves in layered blankets wind.
About the Creator
Alexander McEvoy
Writing has been a hobby of mine for years, so I'm just thrilled to be here! As for me, I love writing, dogs, and travel (only 1 continent left! Australia-.-)
"The man of many series" - Donna Fox
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Comments (5)
Very vivid and beautiful 🤍🤍 love the calmness of it, and how it flows just like snow.
This was so evocative and wonderful! Loved your poem!
This is a beautifully serene reflection on snow! I love how you use snow as a metaphor for calmness, creating a sense of warmth and intimacy in the stillness. Such a comforting piece!
Beautifully written, with a blanket soft ending
This was glorious!!! I absolutely adore this poem Alex!!