Drifting
On lazy winds,
I come to dance with you.
To brighten all that's dull and brown
With joy.
Falling
Backwards into
Shifting heaps of freedom,
We wave arms and legs to make
Angels.
I swear-
Oh not again!
It's come to block my way.
I need to get to work on time!
Damn snow.
Author notes
edit: changed piles to heaps, syllabic concern.
A contest entry
- Cinquains with a twist by masterblaster.
450 points, ended March 25, 2007, 16 entries
• next poem in this contest, remove from contest
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Comments
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hehehehehe
This is really lovely. Short sweet and made me laugh. GREAT
HUGS
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flowing smoothly on different views of snow, from the childs joy to the adult groans and even the snow it self gets into your view finder this was a pleasure to read...
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Delightful
Oh I did like this very much. So delicate, like a snowflake and then some...
Well done. ~Pamela 
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