Matt Mooney

Rookie - 118 Points (1943 / South Galway, Ireland.)

Pink Snow - Poem by Matt Mooney

I am
Blowing
At the gate
Summer soon
See my blooms
Fall as snow
Petals settle
Do not broom
Rain has been
Dripping green
Summer dream
Not my day
Warmer winds
I’ll make amends
Cannot stay
I am April
I am all
Sudden squalls
Sun and run
Enjoy me
Can’t buy me
I am on my way
To May.


Poet's Notes about The Poem

Seasonal flurry.

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Poem Submitted: Monday, May 13, 2013

Poem Edited: Friday, September 13, 2013


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