what if we wrote notes in the snow
here we were when the birds finished the breadcrumb trail
and farther along, here we sat down on a frozen log
consuming the last of the berries
and on a white stone wrote our last testament.
what if the snow froze forever
the trees as well; all in a pale green glaze...
making our permafrost poetry,
Immortal
mary angela douglas 13 november 2020
Hats off to the great flight of imagery and expression of the conceptualization. Congrats on poem of the day.5 stars.
A very fine tribute to poetry and to Mother Nature! Mary Angela, Congratulations on the honour of receiving POD!
Immortal permafrost poetry! What a marvelous idea! I love it! Congrats on poem of the day, Mary Angela!
what if the snow froze forever the trees as well; all in a pale green glaze... making our permafrost poetry, Immortal/// though the last word of this poem is immortal but here I feel a sad note on the life; it's wonderful to me, congrats for being selected this poem as POD... from me 5*****
And though a bit late, Congratulations on Poem Of The Day! ..
Beautifully painted! .. Beautiful sentiments! .. Endless 10'S And Stars! ..+++++++++++++++++++++++++++
The poem, so well written, deserves full marks and I gladly give it: 5 Stars *****! I am so glad to see this poem selected as the 'Member Poem of the Day'!
Loved your imaginary 'Notes in the Snow'. Loved the softness of the thoughts and their closeness to me. Loved the steady flow too. 'what if the snow froze forever the trees as well; all in a pale green glaze... making our permafrost poetry, Immortal'- That's a beautiful, poetically contagious imagination! Loved it. Heartiest congratulations on your poem’s selection as the ‘Member Poem of the Day’!
though this poem finished with the word " Immortal" yet I feel sad note all thorough of this poem; the sad which has been inscribed on the white stone full with frozen snow like an epitaph; the birds were as usual taking berries avoiding the bitter cold snow and the trees were in the faded glory losing the green in white frost; nevertheless, the mind felt at last immortal- it's wonderful to me;
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Such a pretty poem! Congratulations, Mary Angela, for being chosen as Member Poem of the Day!