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Snow Poem



White achromatic clad on the ground
Comes the sharp falling oak leaves
Loosed by a fierce changing wind
Tossed like many spinning blades
A rip saw dancing end over end
Many rotating teeth all zig-zagging
Bouncing airborne and back again
Flipping left to right twisting right to left
Tumbling tossing twirling slicing
Touching cutting tearing to shreds
Every inch of an once perfect surface
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Posted: Nov 29, 2017
About this poem:
I am often marveled by the patterns left in the snow by the wind blown oak leaves.

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Comments (2)

  • Happychatty1
    Happychatty1 Nov 29 ....., Lancashire, England UK
    Lovely descriptive poem ...enjoyed reading it wave
  • neverdonebefore
    neverdonebefore Jan 20 Colombo, Sri Lanka
    do you have whatsapp, viber, facebook or imo? lets do video call please
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