on the warm side
of the glass I am
holding fast against
the wind
symphony of knocks
whistles, cries
leaves dance mid air
as branches crack
splinter on the narrow road
covered far too soon
with snow
hanging out with the poets today
14 comments:
Hi, surprised I'm the first to comment on this 'the warm side of the glass is a lovely and poetic idea and liked you simple ending of the snowcoming too soon - nice, tender and pleasing work. thanks for sharing... With Best Wishes Scott www.scotthastie.com
I am always thankful in November to be on the warm side of the glass. Your poem expresses this so well.
while i like the music of the season...i am glad i am on this side of the glass...cause it is freezing out tonight...
Beautiful verse with delicate imagery. so nice :)
Warm I would rather be, snow is blah to me
I def like being on the warm side of the glass. I'd rather observe and listen rather than be in the midst of the coldness of autumn.
ah nice... we already had some snow over here in the black forest and it's crisp and cold.. i like the warm side of the glass as well though..smiles
Oh so nice to be on the warm side of the glass! But it is beautiful to look out on snow, to me at least. Lovely capture of the season =)
the early snow, shown with an acceptance I couldn't muster :-)
So well written, so much said in a handful of words.
Manitoba: I shall have to look that up on the map now.
Your beautiful words capture the whole sense of being still and watching, listening...
How vividly you describe the first snow of winter. Well done.
very nice, you really reach several levels with this one.
Oh my. Loved the way this warmed me inside, even though the cold side is there
Very nice...far to soon with snow..so hard to believe winter is about here..bkm
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