#141
December 16, 2011 § 15 Comments
Clouds slid
like God’s wool socks
across fresh-waxed sky
your hand my mitten
snow angels
side by side
December 16, 2011 § 15 Comments
Clouds slid
like God’s wool socks
across fresh-waxed sky
your hand my mitten
snow angels
side by side
Tender and sweet like marshmallow.
I love this, the sky, the connection from the clouds to socks to mittens, from God to snow angels. It all works. A little gem, a poerfect snow crystal
Thank you Ray – I appreciate a thoughtful read. Those connections were exactly what I was going for in this one – I am glad you picked it up! 🙂
Nice poem! Season’s greetings from V-log!
Love the image of the wool socks on the fresh-waxed sky – Inspired poetry, Jessica
This really is beautiful.
I really like the waxed sky line, it fits so well with the socks. Really enjoyed this.
wow . . .I’m loving this one.Thank you for such a gift as this! 🙂
What a delight to read on a cold, grey winter morning.
It left me smiling warmly.
I will subscribe to your blog methinks and add you to my blog roll
David
I love your poetry and have subscribed!
Wow. I’m just floored. I’m going to try not to comment on every poem, so as not to be annoying, but man, I am so impressed by your work. Really fantastic stuff.
This is a day of clouds, snow, and winter beauty in New Mexico. They do not look or feel like the clouds of love in this poem. This is delightful–condensed and delightful.
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“God’s wool socks” worth the price of admission. And the economy in telling a big picture.
Cool and graceful
Regards