Snow
In the ease
of the perfect life
lacking all fear,
pain and strife
the artist retires
but knows it not.
In the ease
of the perfect life
lacking all fear,
pain and strife
the artist retires
but knows it not.
Dime store words
fill every thought
as blankets unfold
a heavenly white
falling non stop
through the night.
fill every thought
as blankets unfold
a heavenly white
falling non stop
through the night.
photo & poem by Dave Holloway
The picture really does complete the poem - which is excellent
ReplyDeleteso you have that much snow??? Brrr
Leslie
I love snow. We have had the first fall this winter, only a smattering but enough to let us know more is on its way. Let it snow!
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