This was just a thought I had as I came home today.
Let me know what you think.


A Sparkly Wonderland

It builds up slowly
Over time.

One layer at a time
the white crystals
form a thick coat
covering the roads
and the sidewalks.

The world around us:
white:
a sparkly wonderland.

Everything frosted and
sparkling in the sunlight
the glint catching your eyes
as you walk outside.

It is still cold in the air but
a slight southern wind
tells you warmer weather comes.

Clouds hail just behind the
luke warm wind and
swiftly rain drops start to fall.

Tiny spots form,
carving away
the pristine icing.

And the sparkly wonderland
fades quickly...

As the white, gleaming road salt
runs into the sewers.



Poetry by TubaGiant
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Written on 2011-02-11 at 07:29

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countryfog
Nicely done . . . leading the reader along a path he thinks he knows and then the perfect and unexpected denouement. Also quite true here this morning as I look out my window.
2011-02-11


Morgan Cellohead
DECEPTIVE. AWESOME AND DECEPTIVE. I had to go back and read it again after I read the end to confirm that I wasn't crazy. It also has a really subtle rhythmic quality in the middle which may not have been totally intentional but is neat. Great poem. Now that you point out the existence of the comment prompt question, I suppose I should answer it: ¡the read me engañó! (but was very enjoyable.)
2011-02-11