Wednesday, 1 December 2010

Snow poem 1 December 2010


Overnight snow falls, waking
us to a winter wonderland
of everything wrapped white
in crumbly, comfy-soft and
duvet thick blankets of snow
from snow flurries, windswept
and setting in depth as we slept

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Overnight, snow turns to ice
a walk is a bet, a threat, a dice -
taking a gamble -
a treacherous tumble
a slippery stumble
is on the cards from hard ice
and icy sharp shards
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Overnight, ice turns to water
marinating, saturating,
muddy and mushy

slushing and flushing
soggy and bogged, sodden
sopping, mopping
and everything waterlogged


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Poem and photo locally pressed in Louth Leader
and Mablethorpe Leader 8 Dec 2010

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