A blanket, falling down of gossamer and silks
A grey-blue toned pastel laid thick on white
A silent dreamscape silver at a single whisper wilts
To shine an instant in the light of dawn and melt away
- Author: Reivax Camlost ( Offline)
- Published: February 9th, 2017 16:32
- Category: Unclassified
- Views: 36
Comments2
I see the morning frost, the snow falling, the surface of the snow glistening. Beautiful wording, excellent poem. - Phil A.
Thank you! You see it just as I intended.
Great write
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