Snow dusts the hills
Rice flour on sourdough crust
Endless patterns
In burnished bronze
No subject
No object
No meaning
The explorer’s
Essential pleasure
Existential textures
Tag: snow
White Noise
Water’s souciant song
White as the snow still falling
Nature’s whisper: shhhhhhhh
Yesterday’s Sun
A blanket of newness
Illuminated by the glow
Soon to become
Yesterday’s sun
Frozen Home
Curled up
In my armchair
Of ice and snow
Cozy and warm
In a place I adore
In my armchair
Of ice and snow
Cozy and warm
In a place I adore
Gentle current
Beneath the ice
Downstream rumbles
Break the crust
And I am freed
Blanket ~ Pic and a Word Challenge #170
On a crisp chill morn’
Paradox so comforting
Fresh blanket of snow
Paradox so comforting
Fresh blanket of snow
Symphony
Early season
Symphony of snow
Graceful waltzing arcs
Vigorous staccato bumps
Rhythms and melodies
Of edge and wax
Symphony of snow
Graceful waltzing arcs
Vigorous staccato bumps
Rhythms and melodies
Of edge and wax
River Dreams
In a land made white
By winterfall
A river blue
Runs right through
By winterfall
A river blue
Runs right through
And carries dreams
From valleys high
They tumble down
Right by my side
And gather in
The pools below
So deep and cold
In eddies slow
Incomprehensible Perfection
I’ve spent all my life
Learning the craft of creation
But how can mere reason
And artistry compete
With the simple gestures
Great and small
Of nature
Learning the craft of creation
But how can mere reason
And artistry compete
With the simple gestures
Great and small
Of nature
I have just the small talent
To capture in image
And evoke in word
An incomprehensible
Perfection
The Fate of Snowflakes
Snowflakes make their way
Down from clouded sky
Carried by the fateful winds
To find a place of rest
Perhaps atop the matted grass
Or come to know the branch and bough
Where they paint such pictures pretty
Down from clouded sky
Carried by the fateful winds
To find a place of rest
Perhaps atop the matted grass
Or come to know the branch and bough
Where they paint such pictures pretty
Others find their way to gentle currents
Return to form from which they spawned
Then seek again the path to sky
Transform, renewed, to lightest flakes
And try once more for beauty’s grace
Winter Dreaming
Revelling on Golden Dreams
Where languid winter river flows
Beneath soft flakes fluttering
Alighting like sweet Angel’s down
Upon needled bough and barren branch
Or cloak the water where it’s still
Where languid winter river flows
Beneath soft flakes fluttering
Alighting like sweet Angel’s down
Upon needled bough and barren branch
Or cloak the water where it’s still
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