WHITE BLANKET

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Look to the glowing skies,

Magic before my eyes.

Snow flutters to the ground

Without even a sound.

Masking the dirt with white,

So pretty and so bright.

I hope it can remain this way,

A blanket for one more day.

 

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I WELCOME THEE

 

 

Clean me.

Snow on me.

Wet my hair.

Fall on my eyelids.

Drench my body.

Whiten the streets.

I welcome thee

into my heart and soul.

WALK THE NIGHT

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NIGHT WALK

Night Walk – {by Tiina Törmänen} | {Official WebSite}

 

 

Walk the night.

The cold wraps you in a cocoon

filled with the fresh scent of snowfall.

Listen as the snow falls.

It brushes the ground and branches

with a white brushstroke against a dark canvas.

Look to the twinkling stars.

Bright spots dodge grey clouds

to peek at the dusted ground below.

Snowflakes mist your hair

and land on your tongue.

Take a deep breath.

Engage your senses.

Walk the night.

 

A BLANKET OF WHITE

Look up to the white skies.
Magic before my eyes.
White flutters to the ground.
Without even a sound.
Masking the dirt with white.
So pretty and so bright.
If it could remain this way.
A blanket for one more day.

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Look up to the white skies.

Magic before my eyes.

White flutters to the ground.

Without even a sound.

Masking the dirt with white.

So pretty and so bright.

If it could remain this way.

A blanket for one more day.

 

 

A WINTER WONDERLAND

The gate is open.

I’m going inside.

I wonder who owns this property.

Is it some computer wizard

or maybe a movie star?

For now, it’s mine.

It is quiet and deserted.

No footsteps in the snow,

besides mine.

The trees extend far into the distance.

All I can see is white and more white.

A winter wonderland

created just for me.

I hear a rumbling sound

coming from beneath me.

It’s not beneath me

but next to me.

Two Doberman Pinschers

are growling up at me.

“Zeus, Apollo?”

More growling.

Time to run.

For my life.

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THE FIRST SNOW

THE FIRST SNOW

THE FIRST SNOW

How does this picture make you feel? Peaceful, serene, eager for the first snowfall? I feel all the above. For a day, the city streets look clean. Without the backlash of society, this scene could remain pure and untouched for days, weeks, or even months. Bring it on!