Lack Of Vision Poem by Smoky Hoss
Lack Of Vision
A nature walk
late in the year
left me thinking I should've known better
than to beleive I had nothing to fear
from the fickle northern weather -
My glasses
covered with rain drops
protect my eyes
while looking up for tops
amongst the distant skies -
All the same
the grand view I long to see
fails to show...
the rain doesn't bother me,
I just can't see past all the falling snow!
No snow here yet, but there's time - always hoping for a White Christmas! !
A fantastic poem, like it. we could have snow in England soon.
I enjoyed this poem very much. I love nature, and all it's wonderful shows, but at times, it can turn disasterous, in its full fury. So I do respect its power. Though where you are located, it can turn bitter cold! Thank you for sharing a look at your views.
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5/5/2024 10:16:09 AM # 1.0.0.1119
There’s nothing like an awesome-natural exhibit. And what a downer it is to be disappointed. Hopefully, next year you’d be able to start a little earlier and enjoy the view. Going to have a white Christmas—perhaps?