Paul Butters

Swirling Snow - Poem by Paul Butters

That swirling snow
Beneath the lamp
Just down the street:

To my mind’s eye
A chaos of gnats
Or firefly;

Flocks of migrating birds,
Vast shoals of fish;
Countless leaves on a wind tossed canopy,
High above the jungle;

A raging dust storm
In the desert;

And finally,
Swirling nebulae
In deepest outer space
Spewing forth gas and dust
And endless newborn stars.

From Big Bang bright explosion,
To dancing snowflakes,
Just beneath that street-lamp there.

Comments about Swirling Snow by Paul Butters

  • Paul Butters (6/18/2013 2:54:00 PM)

    Thanks Valerie. I do indeed love to dream. (Report) Reply

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  • Valerie Dohren (6/18/2013 1:33:00 PM)

    Love the imagination here - the universe under a street lamp, beautiful thought to ponder. (Report) Reply

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Poem Submitted: Monday, June 10, 2013

Poem Edited: Wednesday, July 31, 2013

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