Snowy Poems

Despite having been fully convinced I could never write a decent poem just a week ago, for the second time this week I've felt inspired to write poetry. Todays poems are:


A Flurry of Contradiction

With shouts of glee,

the children squeal,
It's snowing! It's snowing!

Look it's snowing!

Snow floats free,
soft as a whisper.
Gliding gently, always knowing,

pure magic touches.

Worlds Collide.
A squeal, a sigh,
both magic in their knowing,

snowing way.

Nap Time

Twitch,

fidget,

talk to a bear.

Shhh,

sleep,

Rest my dear.

Quiet music,

dim the light.

Watch the snow fall,

soft and white.

Embrace the stillness

with a sigh,

While in quiet

of sleep you lie.