SURREAL NATURE....

Memory of snow, coats the ground
Silence heighten, without sound
Walking feet, explosive crunch
Crystal mirrors, ice-cream-lunch

Crisp icy air, breath turns to steam
Once trodden snow, turning cream
Nature's lies hidden, a scene surreal
Of familiar landscape, till sun peels

Scene as expected, on mountain break, or
short time presentation, as Christmas Cake
Until exposed reality, returns daily norm
Defined by shapes-textures, normality reborn
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Posted: Mar 2017
About this poem:
For some....a christmas card scene of snow, will never be reality.....

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Comments (2)

studecar
May I say, you are turning out to be my favorite poet, although I don't like snow, I graciously accept a nice poem about it ! studecar professor: Larry
niah9
studecar...Oh I agree about snow, which I haven't seen up close since 1975, when I took a friend south soon after I'd arrived in NZ, to see her Dad who had a heart attack. Living in an area where snow never ventures, meaning the northern section of north island NZ, the Fielding cold bit me like never felt in the UK.
Now 40+ year on, I am considering returning to the UK....snow the lot.......I think I may be mad, but its home.....
Thanks for your comment, truly appreciated. Kathyteddybear
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