Wild geese pepper a grey soup sky,
hanging almost too thick for flight.
Colors only shocking by their absence
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A vivid picture of the play of the stasis described and the movement waiting in the wings. Though it doesn't snow where I am (gets a little nippy, though) , I loved feeling the cold in this poem!
What a lovely write here Lori, an unusual way of putting things, but it works so well. I loved it. Love Ernestine XXX
I am feeling haiku here without the form and I'm lovin the imagery... -Eila
That's a lovely write Lori, great descriptions, well presented and thought out. Lovely read, very meaningful. Loved it. Love Ernestine XXX
Living in Michigan I can really appreciate this poem Lori. I loved the line about the snow- swollen sticks of marshmallows! All our trees here are covered with snow and now that's the image I'll have when I look at them. Very nice. :) Sincerely, mary