crystal snowflakes
falling like diamonds
falling to the ground
the coolest puffy white flakes
coming down across your face
stick your tongue out
mmmmmm
freezing cold snow
Author notes
I am Cainaan, Poetryality's oldest grandchild. My grandmother opened this account for me so that I could practice my writting. I tried to write this in the descriptive form.
What did you think
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Snow is so heavenly, peaceful, and touching...welcome to allpoetry and I can't wait to read more from you...well done...


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Great description...
of one of my favorite experience. Even when the snow passed my knees, i thank the good lord for the wonderful season. Lil brother you are onto something great. (wink)
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Ashae... wonderful write. I have known your grandmother cyberally for years. It is an honor to meet her grandson. I look forward to reading more of your poems.
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Excellent! A+
Love your background even though I do not like the cold. It is beautiful to look at through the window.
Your poem is a fine example of descriptive poetry. Looks like you are off to a great start Cainaan. I am going to add you to my favorite's list so that I can read any new poems you post. Keep doing well.
April Nicole
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I want to be in the snow!
Awesome write, Cainaan! And that snowy background is amazing! I really love it.
Good luck in your future writing adventures!
peace and hugs,
Lorena~

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Thank you to everybody for your nice comments.
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the imagery is beautiful; makes the heart and mind muse through whimisical thoughts.
Thank you for allowing me a peek into your soul.
Keep writing.

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I love this even though I hate snow. This write kinda made me want to play in it {I used to when I was your age} LOL I see you have your G-Mom's talent. Keep up the good work and tell her to call me. Hugs~ Cuddles

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snowfalkes -- I think you mean "snowflakes" here

This is a cute little poem and you are good for your age; I hope to see more from you, and keep writing! -
wow, this isn't that bad! It's laconicly simplistic, yet sensationaly imaginative. Props for entertaining so many adults, and to your grandma for opening you an account.


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fantastic!!!!
I could see, feel and taste the snow nad it was good just like this write. i really love the authors notes i could hear him saying this and see his handsome little face as he was saying it. Cainaan, you know I am a fan, keep up the good work, love, Ms. conni

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excellent~
Hi Sweetite
Your Grandma is my sister and friend here on Allpoetry
I think you did a wonderful job with this
Welcome to Allpoetry
Hugs
Susan~~~




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What's up Cainaan?
I'm your Gandma's friend most call me Swan, I see you have present to the world at large your first effort! Well I must say it's a vey good first effort, and I think you are already displays the skills to be n excellent writer..imagery..check, flow..check, composition..check!! yeah, you'll do fine i'm sure of it!


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you did a wonderful job, a very wonderful job. I could see, touch, and even taste the snow. You're Grandmother is very talented and I can see you are too!


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Hey Cainaan. Your grandmother told me that I should check out your poetry - and I think you did a great job. I love catching snowflakes - and you have captured the innocence of this wonderfully... well described, and
Welcome to the site


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Hi, Cainaan. I'm a friend and sister of your Grandma and I wish you much pleasure on the allpoetry site.
Your poem is wonderful. I live in Phoenix, Arizona so I don't get to see snow here. Your poem brings back memories of growing up with winter snow and all the fun as a kid. I miss it a lot.
You did a great job writing this poem and you're going onto my favorites list so I don't miss your next poetry.
A big welcome to allpoetry

Dee


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Cainaan, you brought back some very happy childhood memories of England. I haven's seen snow for so many years so I thank you for taking me back to my childhood.
Your final stanza was the most evocotive for me - you did well!
Von ~ Brisbane Australia


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Hi. I am a friend of your grandmother.
I like the way you describe the snow like falling diamonds. It gives the snow a beauty that we sometimes forget is there. Instead we see the mounds of snow we have to shovel and drive through.

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Hello dear heart,
You are a chip off the old block. Grandma is so very proud of you for writing this wonderful descriptive poem, and even happier that you had the courage to join the site.
WELCOME!
Grandma



















