Gary Scott Gebert

Snow Angel

the first snowfall
we made snow angels

the yard white, wet
and a texture of nimbus clouds.

standing up
our shadow casts our ghosts across

and we waited
until the October sun melted them away.

Poem Submitted: Saturday, February 11, 2012

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  • Rajendran MuthiahRajendran Muthiah (2/11/2012 12:22:00 PM)

    In the last three lines, an image nowhere seen has been created. Wonderful!

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  • Rajendran MuthiahRajendran Muthiah (2/11/2012 12:19:00 PM)

    The sixth and the eighth lines make an image that was never seen elsewhere. Wonderful!

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