light swirling flakes dance in the air
in no rush to reach the ground
appearing peaceful
unfettered blankets all around
apologies if I am missing the beauty
maybe I am reading the signs all wrong
april’s pandemic snow
is challenging my efforts to stay strong
I am drawing the curtains
blocking the light this morning brings
with tomorrow’s dawn
I’ll give things another swing
#thissnow
#lookinginyourwindow
Read more of prikcab (Ian Perlman) at http://www.lookinginyourwindow.com
Looks the same out my window. I liked the poem but I do not like the snow.
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Spring snow
stale icing
on bitter cake
Hang in there.
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Well said
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Loving the way this one looks!
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Love your poem style…sorry it’s snowing. It’s pushing 90s already here in Houston…I wish we could share degrees 🤷🏻♀️
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Thanks for the kind comment.
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