Sandy Player

snow melts but this memory burns and won't go away, it remains, the ashes glued to your mind so that in the end there is nothing for it but to write it in poetry.....you are a talented player, keep playing.....I love it...

is mark challenger and sandy player one person? ? someone gave this a 5 rating. i would give it more, especially, i think, if it were clearer for me to understand. but even without understanding i enjoyed it for
creativity with words, rhyming, and what i call flow.
check spelling of 7th word in 7th line. is it a typo? ...(and[sic])
this has to have something to do with commies (what some of us americans called them in my youth, during the cold war) . right?
i liked several of your images such as Crushing the milk-white powder until it is unwalkable, and the ex-snow, now ice row. thanks for sharing. i found you from a comment you left on someone else's poem. thanks for
sharing. i think i'll add this to mypoemlist.

wow thats very powerful and i love the way you make snow, which most see as beautiful, seem like something which causes trauma. well done, you're a great poet. xx