Shh...
It's the music that carries
The snow on its back
Like petals in the wind
As they brush against your skin
Soft as her bones
Soaked in the moon
It's the feathers dripping from your hands
Dovewhite and perfect photo negatives
It's the pearls in her eyes as quiet as whispers
Because they can't speak either
It's the footprints anonymous creeping through silence
Soft in the snow like the beat of the drum
No sun behind the clouds, it left long ago
In favor of sweeter sugar
Author notes
I haven't been here in so long
So many poems need reading
And writing
I'm rusty, forgive me.
"Boy With a Coin" by Iron and Wine
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Oooo, some great lines you have - music carrying snow on its back, petals against your skin, bones soaked in the moon, feathers dripping from your hands, eyes quiet as whispers, footprints creeping through silence and soft like the beat of a drum. Such a shushing you describe in the absence of the sun and filled with snow.
Marlene -
I loved this........
Being an avid lover of the snow I found this calming and peaceful...yet childlike somehow. ALot of beautiful imagery in yor great choice of words here. Thanks for sharing this piece and I can sure se why it was nominated and made it into the spotlight!!! LOvely, just lovely!!! ~~~Toni~~
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Cute
WOW This Ws wonderful peice of work! i loved the first stanza alot!It ws really touching poem.Ending was also
great.If somebody ask me to give point then i'll give it 10 out of 10!! Wonderful poetry! I Love it ! an imaginary picture came to my mind!It ws perfect in this hot weather!
SUPERB !
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Grrrrrreat!!!
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Very insightful
Takes one to the anthrcitic deepths of perception.
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such a beautiful poem. love it.
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"It's the feathers dripping from your hands
Dovewhite and perfect photo negatives"
I love this part...
Why haven't you been on ap for so long??
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That's the only good part
xD
All my inspiration went like,
*fwssshhh*
And drained outta my head.
I'm trying to get it back.
*feels bad*
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