by Goldie Munro
when people describe anything to do with snow. I also love how you ponder your own footsteps. Very nice indeed.
and moody, with an enveloping chill throughout. Shivery. Well done. Thanks, LJ.
This is a powerful poem. We are always leaving something of ourselves behind and yet our footprints, whether it is in the snow or making an impact elsewhere, will inevitably melt away....
~Honey
I never looked at footprints in quite that way. Thanks for the journey. ~Imp
Nicely demonstrates the path we all follow throughout the bustle of our busy lives and how the tranquility of nature becomes marked by the evidence of our precipitated and purposeful steps.
Such lovely imagery creates provoking images in the mind. Thanks for the read :D
This poem was mentioned in the Archival Review thread, in a picking through Lit's archive of over 35,000 poems.
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