Snowflakes

Through screens of falling snow
drips of melted flakes
fall in place
in rhythmic space
like Pollock’s brush
splatters white paint
upon a vivid landscape.

What flatters me are the youngins
tongues stuck out so wide
and little snow castles
melt on them while
they wait for rides
and they chide
in laughter, perhaps
from the frozen tide.

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2 Responses to “Snowflakes”
  1. rawencounterswithestella says:

    Really lovely. :)

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