SILENCE OF SNOW

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    SILENCE OF SNOW

    SILENCE OF SNOW

    I stand watching the light from
    the tall window. As it turns
    the blowing snow slightly blue,
    it whispers through;
    going from white to blue to white.

    A small boy’s breath frosts the pane
    as he draws hearts and flowers,
    X,s and O,s .
    The glass is a transparent window
    to his soul. It is as silent as the
    falling snow; if the falling
    darkness matters.

    The small hand turns the glass sphere
    and the snow storm whirls within.
    I silently remember and watch
    as the light turns the snow slightly blue.

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    Poetry is not a turning loose of emotion, but an escape from emotion.

    T. S. Eliot (1888-1965) American-English poet and playwright.

    79VETTE’s Poems (41)

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    UNOPENED BOOKS 2
    THE EDGE 0
    LOVE 1
    SILENCE OF SNOW 0
    MEMORIES OF A BLUE BUNGALOW 0
    A TENEMENT ON JONES STREET 1
    RED SKY’S IN THE MORNING 3
    BLACK KNIGHT 1
    SAINT ELMO’S FIRE 3
    SUNDAY MORNING GUILT ENOUGH TO GO AROUND 1
    NO MATTER AT $4.95 1
    THE BOX 1
    THE WHEEL TURNS 1
    UP THE BLUE STAIRS 1
    THE KISS 1
    A QUESTION OF SLEEP 1
    EARLY MORNING COFFEE 1
    Crimson Leaf 1
    A QUESTION OF YESTERDAY 4
    3 A. M. 2
    LOUIS 4
    THE RIVER 6
    FOUR POEM ABOUT DIFFERENT THINGS 1
    COACH 10 SEAT 12 2
    In The Name of the Father 2
    ECHOES OF DARKNESS AND LIGHT 1
    MYSTIC DREAM 1
    EARTHS BREATH 3
    THE FERRYMAN 3
    Winter Tide 3
    SCARLET RIBBON 3
    THE CROW 5
    THE HOUSE & AUNT MILDRED 5
    WINTER OF 33 2
    Rain in a Tin Cup 4
    PARRISH:CONFE
    SSIONS OF AN ALCOHOLIC
    2
    Crystal of Time 0
    Invisible People 1
    HOW I LONG 1
    THE BOXWOOD TREE 2
    THE EMPTY ROOM 3