Snow Angel Poem by Michael Patrick Hunt
Snow Angel
Here we remain
In the splendor of the frost
An ephemeral dream
As the sky dissolves
I can hear your whispers
Through the owl’s mourn
And the icy mist
You told me of a song
The one I used to sing
As I saw you there
And I saw myself
This is quite the different view of the snow angel... Very creepy and foreboding to me. I read it 5-6 times before I could decide what I thought of it. Because of the length and the lack of punctuation, I played through each word carefully and read it aloud before I could finally settle on its meaning for me. I like pithy poetry that challenges the mind... Well done!
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4/24/2024 3:59:16 PM # 1.0.0.1119
I agree with Pamela. I truly liked this poem and your style. Thanks, Michael Patrick