December 16, 2010
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Gentle, quiet
Falling from the heavens,
each like an angel laying down on the Earth.

So magical, they're almost unreal
Each flake seems to disappear upon touch
as if it were never even there.

Pristine white, fluffy
The sparkles catch your eye,
as they flicker under the streetlight.

Unique, detailed
No pattern identical,
each flake as if it were carefully designed with gentle hands.
Falling, floating
Seeming to land everywhere but your mouth,
and covering the ground with a thin, white blanket.

Young, old
Living a short life,
but somehow still leaving an unforgettable mark.

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buggy said...
Feb. 1, 2011 at 1:55 pm
Beautiful poem! It captures the essence of snowflakes and its different shapes. Makes me think that surely such detail couldn't just happen! =) Thank you so much! Keep it up!
Karma_Crow This work has been published in the Teen Ink monthly print magazine. said...
Feb. 1, 2011 at 7:19 am

Quite wonderful, I see the image you are trying to capture.

Keep up your wonderful work.


If I may ask a small favor. You will check out some of my posted poems and stories. Rate/comment it doesn't matter. Thank yew.


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