Vanished Poem by Anonymous Butterfly

rich idea and well expressed..really liked it very much

Hello Brenda - To experience your first snow - WOW - I'm glad it stirred the muse. This is a very gentle flowing poem. V 1 What a contrast - dancing snow and frozen lips. V 2 Arias from the Snow Maiden echoing Breeeeeeeeendaaaaaaaaa across the valley. V 3 Wind and ice crystals - personal pulverisation. V 4 Echoes of the final lines of another perfect poem 'We stay inside near the fire - to cuddle and warm each other'. Even snow has its compensations Brenda - Snowwoman, Thanks for sharing your experience - I was three months old when I saw my first snow - but I was not allowed to make a Snow Angel. love through Poetry - JOHN.

Hello Brenda - Lovely experience to touch your first snow - WOW - so glad it stirred the muse. This is a very gentle poem with a lovely rhythm. V 1 What a contrast - the snow dances while the lips freeze. V 2 Arias of the 'Snow Maiden' The cold air seems to whisper Breeeeendaaaaaaaaa V 3 We can only stand it for so long - Ice crystals in the wind - winging and stinging V 4 To borrow lines form another perfect poem 'We stay inside near the fire - to cuddle and warm each other'. Even snow has its compensations! ! ! Thanks for sharing your 'Snowwoman' experience. Love in Poetry - JOHN.

nicely written..a different style always pleases me. keep writing. after reading your bio, i'm sure you can write much more better if you don't stop. Best wishes n God bless ya..

eerily cold, haunting yet elegant, pungent yet beautiful, sombre yet has a strange vim. Great poem!

Amazing! Loved the read. Well done!

Good one! ! ! ! your poems sing

Frozen lips- in the dancing snow, Like wilted flowers fall. Operatic echoes- embrace the cold air, Softly sings my name. Ice crystals- shattered my fair skin, I'm pulverized in the wind. My ashes seek warmth, To live, to survive... I am reading this poem again because this is one of your very sweet and some how master piece one..I really read it few time and each time I enjoyed t much..lovely dea with lovely expression of words...well done...thanks for your comments too

Very good, Brenda. I too liked that first stanza. Please take time to read my: I Cannot Return. That is my account of life in the Far North of Canada. Adeline

short and sweet! ! ! ! i liked this stanza here 'Frozen lips- In the dancing snow, Like wilted flowers fall.' keep writing...