Treasure Island

Mike Barrett

(June,1943 / Saint John, New Brunswick, Canada)

One Hundred Words - Revisited [30 years later]


Snow had lately frosted earth
But one scant inch.
Life blue in sky, bled red, died black.
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In this revisit I changed the last two verses from 'God's' to 'IT'S' and in the last verse, 'His' to 'IT'S'.

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  • * Sunprincess * (12/16/2013 6:16:00 PM)

    After reading your comment....
    ~Hi George,

    Thanks for your input - much appreciated! I wrote this poem many many years ago. The inspiration came one night while hitchhiking home after a high-school hockey game. I was living about twenty miles from the city in which the game was played and didn't have access to the car that night. I walked many miles that beautiful winter night part of the way along a several mile long lake that was frozen over and gleaming in the moonlight. It was very cold that night but the beauty in that scene goose-bumped me. In Canada, during the winter we have lots and lots of snow. Depending on the temperature, snow makes noise when walked up.... be the walker man or beast. When a moose walks on a cold snow surface it makes a crunch crunch noise, whereas a rabbit is practically silent - hence the voice of snow. Although young, it's clear to me that both you and Jack are gifted. If you enjoy my poetry, don't be shy to spread the word! Cheers & God bless! ~

    I had to read this poem.....when reading it the poem seem so familiar...and when I see your visitor comments...I laugh, cause I had left you a comment before....this is a very nice poem...and I enjoyed it a second time...thanks for sharing... (Report) Reply

  • Mike Barrett (12/16/2013 10:47:00 AM)

    Hi George,

    Thanks for your input - much appreciated! I wrote this poem many many years ago. The inspiration came one night while hitchhiking home after a high-school hockey game. I was living about twenty miles from the city in which the game was played and didn't have access to the car that night. I walked many miles that beautiful winter night part of the way along a several mile long lake that was frozen over and gleaming in the moonlight. It was very cold that night but the beauty in that scene goose-bumped me. In Canada, during the winter we have lots and lots of snow. Depending on the temperature, snow makes noise when walked up.... be the walker man or beast. When a moose walks on a cold snow surface it makes a crunch crunch noise, whereas a rabbit is practically silent - hence the voice of snow. Although young, it's clear to me that both you and Jack are gifted. If you enjoy my poetry, don't be shy to spread the word! Cheers & God bless! (Report) Reply

  • George Price (12/16/2013 3:00:00 AM)

    Thank you for your comment on 'Man Without the Window', it's much appreciated. I love this; the style is fluid and intelligent, moving from movement to the suddenness of those full stops. The imagery is very clever too; the 'voice of snow' is a wonderful turn of phrase (I presume for footsteps?) (Report) Reply

  • Ramesh Rai (10/7/2013 7:55:00 AM)

    first of all i like to congratulate you for composing poem with 100 words. it is an unique style.one of my friend Eric from USA writes poem with a b c d......z (Report) Reply

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