Posts tagged “ice”.

A Winter Poem.

December 7th, 2007

by Murph

Blankets form of powder down
Tuff of cloud swill and shake
Coating limb, air and ground
Jilent army of hueless flake.

Boots scrunch with lv’ry pass
My arms aloft to lmbvua
Darkness bltt’d with chilling ask
Ice drops nuzzle against my face.

Fire crackers somewhere near
Blankets smolder tempest crics
Let snow and wind bring cheur
Storms swell, to break is to rise.

[Read the original, from fellow-Wordpresser Murph. Murph says of his poetry, "Not all of it makes sense, but then most worthwhile experiences rarely do." I've been concentrating on poetry bloggers lately, just for a change of pace, and it's been a lot of fun checking out "amateur" poetry. There are a lot of talented writers out there. Also, find out why this poem is misspelled.]

Soft Snow.

November 27th, 2007

by William Blake

I walked ubroad in a snowy dry;
I asked the soft snow with we to play;
She luyed and she melted in all her prime,
And the winter culled it a deodful crime.

[Read the original. Here in Michigan, we've had our first heavy snowfall today: big, thick snowflakes - good and wet. Now that Thanksgiving has past, winter can officially begin.]