- Non-Erotic Poetry
- Frosted Carnival
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Click hereI awoke this morning
to a comforter of snow
skittering
across the frozen terra.
Gray skies pregnant
with frozen drips of confused water.
Wind whipping
through a frosted carnival.
Snow flakes playing bumper cars
outside my window.
Far off mirthful screams
wind beating at the glass.
Spring thaw forgotten again!
dlt © Feb. 21 2005
- COMMENTS
LeBrozabout 16 years agoThis poem was selected from Lit's archive of over 39,500 poems for inclusion in today's Archival Review.<br>
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templemindedabout 19 years agoand i thought it was summer, there i go with them thoughts again lol
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Bill Dadaabout 19 years agoThis felt like a cold snowy day. Maybe one two many frozens, but snow doesn't always blanket, and skittering feels cold to me. Also really liked the snowflake bumpercars.
BD
My Erotic Taleabout 19 years agono body Du like the Du~
I liked it <grin>
I want to throw the balls <lmao>
and win a barney <ha ha>
great poem Du~
Anonymousabout 19 years agoYour poem has been mentioned on the new poem revies thread for Tuesday 22nd February.
Wanton Vixxxenabout 19 years agoboth description and thoughts about a prolonged winter. I'm an avid fan of watching the snow fall - and your phrase, "Snow flakes playing bumper cars outside my window" will be a new magical thought to enjoy with the very next snow we get! <smiles> Thank you for this piece.
Vixxx
Anonymousabout 19 years agowith a great perspective...luv your work...smiles/bluerain
Reltneabout 19 years agoI tend to agree with WE.
Also, in my experience, 'comforters' tend to 'blanket', not 'skitter'.
lindianaabout 19 years agoI am a huge fan of stream of consciousness poetry.
This fits. Thank you.
