William McGehee


First Snow - Poem by William McGehee

From the beds where the angels keep
Their watch throughout eternity
Upon the world where mortals sleep
The first snowflake falls so gently.
The soundless teardrops fill the sky
Frozen so that the world may see
The forms that oft escape the eye,
So seldom shown to you and me.

Now ages cease and halt their stride
For moment’s stop and time is dead.
It stays there till the morning tide
When waking steals me from my bed,
Rising to the blanket of snow
And so restarts time’s ebb and flow.


Comments about First Snow by William McGehee

  • Chinedu DikeChinedu Dike (5/5/2018 7:36:00 PM)

    A free flight of creativity on winged imagination. Good rendition of words to utmost justice in a lovely piece of poetry with rhythmic splendour. Thanks for sharing. (Report)Reply

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  • Chuck Audette (9/21/2012 11:30:00 AM)

    Liked it. Time is personal and relative and springs forth from our experience of the world, such as waking to a lovely snowfall. (Report)Reply

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  • Luis Estable (10/7/2011 10:13:00 AM)

    The first stnaza is good, but I have a bit of trouble getting the second one. I could not see what you were getting at in those lines. Perhaps I failed to see this stanza for what it is.

    The best to you!
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Poem Submitted: Friday, October 7, 2011

Poem Edited: Saturday, October 8, 2011


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