Perfect snow May2004
Kay’s Strand
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Thirty-eight degrees below
Everything was freezing
Thirty days of rain and snow
Everyone was leaving
I set my cap and I set my chin,
Three score weary years I’d been
In this place of constant sin, and sorrow
Just another fall from grace
Just another human race,
That’ll disappear without a trace tomorrow
2
Met this girl in a shanty town
She loved me like a demon
Quit my rambling and settled down,
She was someone that I thought
I could believe in
But she wanted more than I had to give;
There was no other alternative
We played our little game of make-believe
‘Till it was time to go
She was just another innocent,
Pretty smile that came and went
Like footsteps, in the melting snow
She was just another girl I did not know
3
October winds blow ‘round my door
Everywhere it’s raining
The seasons ain’t the same no more
Everything is changing
And as I watch the falling rain,
For reasons I can’t quite explain
I see my life begin again
Out of the virgin snow
And in between each drop of rain
I know the wheel must turn again,
And if all I’ve done has been in vain
I hope it doesn’t show
Perhaps that’s something else I’ll never know
4
People scrambling for the cars and trains
The prophets are all pleading
Broken needles in broken veins
Everybody’s bleeding,
Fear and confusion reign;
Between the lightning and the stabbing rain
I heard a voice cry out in pain;
“I tried to tell you so”
It was a voice I swear, I’d heard somewhere before…
Just another broken down,
Poet, from another town
Who wore a cloak, and a thorny crown,
He looked like me and you
He was just a man nobody really knew
5
Its ninety-nine degrees below
Everything is broken
As above, so it is below
The word has been unspoken
Nothing left to neither hate nor fear
The sky has shed its final tear
What am I still doing here?
Which way shall I go?
When all that’s left in the end
To remind me, of all the ways I’ve sinned
Is just the whispering of the wind
Across the endless snow
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Sunday morning, clear and bright
A lonesome bell is ringing
No trace of the storm, or the night
It’s a new beginning
I rub my eyes and start to dress
Still thinking about that wilderness
Just a crazy dream, I guess
Perhaps I’ll never know
But sometimes when those night-winds weep
And I can’t seem to get to sleep
When all the answers run too deep
It’s then I begin to know;
They lie beneath the softly sleeping,
All-embracing, ever weeping,
Timeless, endless, silent,
Perfect snow
Copyright John Scott 2004
Author notes
Just a crazy dream, I guess....
Comments
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I loved this poem its very beautifully written
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Thank you Leah
I appreciate your comments very much!
John
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This is amazing, The pictures are stuck in my head,its epic really it is
Just anotherjust another broken down
poet from another town
He wore a cloak and a thorny crow.
There is something spiritual about this makes me think of end tomes, was that intended or is it just me and my melancholy mind
seriously good stuff here thanks for sharing
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It's whatever you want to think it is...
for me, it's about dreams, in waking and in sleep, a bit about my own life and I guess a bit about everyone elses' too, the way I see them, humanity, and the cycles of life
Thank you for taking time to read and your kind response
John
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john,
I just did not want this one to end.
A tapestry of exquisite thoughts.
I thought the number above each stanza made this read like a small novel with chapters with large description of emotion.
The second....chapter was especially real.
All answers lie beneath the snow...
where angels are made
and roses grow.
Really superior work,
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Good to see you back...!
Thanks for popping in Liam, hope your all freshed' up brother...
I'm glad you liked this poem, but you know of course, that it was just a dream...
Lol
John
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WOW!!!
i don't think this could ever be written better! this piece is so visual, and the whole concept was mind blowing! i also enjoyed the rhyme scheme very much. i only wonder how come i never read your work before. you have a LOT of talent, my friend.
s !
~kassie
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That's very kind of you...
I appreciate your comments Kassie, y'know I've written a lot of stuff, and thought; "what a lotta crap!"
It's so nice when someone writes in and sais what you just said...
Thank you so much hun
have a good day!
John
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Wow!! A fantastic write..enjoyed the journey.
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Glad you enjoyed
Thanks for taking time to read and for the comment
John
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John
Poe would be proud and King could make a movie. Dark and delicious write my friend. -
John
Your pen has created a masterpiece. For every line drew me deeper into your dream and the visions created were fabulous.I found myself wanting even more as it ended. Just a great write poet.
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Hiya there Bob...
I am obliged to you for taking time to look this one up, as you can see, it hasn't garnered too many reads...I know, it's the length thing lol I'm often deterred myself...specially when in a hurry, and my secratary ain't around lol...so i go "oh yeah, I'll get back to that one..." well, I'm so pleased you enjoyed it Bob and it's about time I paid you a visit...
John
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Ya' gotta love it !
Once again I liked the style of poetry that your thoughts were shared in and I had to keep reading just wondering where you were leading to ... and was not disappointed. You brought up some interesting metaphors and yet the dream-like quality of your poem continued on. Very interesting and thanks for sharing. joy
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Glad you liked it...
for taking time to look me up, and for your open hearted and generous comments, in fact the above poem was the result of a dream, not all of it of course, as dreams do have a way of changing shape all the time LOL! so aren't easy to tame...I'm glad you liked it I will look you up shortly and return favor!
best regards John
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this made me smile believe it or not! I love snow.
I like your verses here, they remind me of Bob Dylan, as a matter of fact you look like Bob. Are you?
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That's a real nice compliment...!
Bob was and still is a major source of inspiration in my life; I guess I started following him the first time that I read his poetry on the back of his first album, thank you for your comment! and, Oh! made you laugh you say? well that is kinda funny, Bob told me once that people used to ask him the same question...
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This just makes me feel so sad! And I don't do sad very well! The last stanza is my favorite. And nothing you have ever done has been in vain John, there is a purpose to everything, life lessons and all. We live, we laugh, we cry, we love, we do stupid things, we learn and grow. Pam
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Thank you so much
Can't believe I didn't reply to you on this, please accept my appologies...
forgive me hun 
John
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All is well in the universe John. No worries!
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