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Snow Drops

May 12, 2014
By Starcatcher001 SILVER, Cypress, Texas
Starcatcher001 SILVER, Cypress, Texas
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Favorite Quote:
I had a rock garden. Last week, three of them died. -Richard Diran


Wet warm snow
Slipping through the moist Texas air
Sizzling on the sunshine scorched concrete
Warm snow tickling my senses
Big fat drops splooshing on the ground
Singing spring time songs
In the soggy sunlight
A choir of wet snowdrops
All together as one
Living in the moment
The only moment they will ever live in
Before hitting hard earth with all the sounds of wet and warm
Onto any imaginable surface
Kissing umbrellas as they drip down
Flying off hats' brims
Back into a flurry of voices
Gravity pulling for their lives to end
To join the others in a puddle
To reach their final destination
Forever in peace in their awfully low down heaven
Countering the very lives that we live
Willing to embrace and accept all differences
Unimaginably happy,
Even though their whole lives were just one great downfall.


The author's comments:
This is just a silly poem about the "snow" that we get down in Texas. Are there dark undertones? A hidden meaning? Probably, but you will have to find those little devils by yourself.

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on Sep. 26 2014 at 4:40 pm
Starcatcher001 SILVER, Cypress, Texas
7 articles 0 photos 6 comments

Favorite Quote:
I had a rock garden. Last week, three of them died. -Richard Diran

Thank you so much for the nice feedback! I hope you have a brilliant day!

on Sep. 26 2014 at 2:27 pm
AprilNicoleJones BRONZE, New Castle, Indiana
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&quot;I write only because<br /> there is a voice within me<br /> that will not be still.&quot;<br /> ~ SYLVIA PLATH<br /> <br /> (MY FORMER ACCOUNTS: Icantwrite &amp; Punk.Snowflake)<br /> Published poems from my former accounts:<br /> - FRAIL HOPE (Icantwrite)<br /> - YOURSELF (Punk.Snowflake)

Dark undertones? A hidden meaning? I'd rather see this poem as simply capturing a beautiful moment in nature, which you've done a wonderful job of doing. :) I really like this one. You use very descriptive words, which give my mind a vivid picture of exactly what is happening. Reading this, I definitely had the feeling of "being there". You make great use of alliteration: "Singing spring time songs/in the soggy sunlight". Overall, I found this poem to be buoyant, spunky, and interesting. Well done! :)