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Life Poem: Fresh Snow


FRESH SNOW


Flake by flake the falling snow

Amasses to cover the ground

Creating the virginal backdrop

For the world reborn

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What came before no longer exists

Transformed into a new entity draped in white

No object can look old and weary

Instead looks brand new and fresh

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Snowfall untouched creates the perfect scene

Then gives way to sets of footprints

The stamped path by man and creatures

Pressed into the new blanket of pristine snow

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Landscape withered and dead at autumn's hand

Takes on breathtaking proportions as born again

Plants and trees hold out their arms and limbs

To receive nature's perfect crystal jewelry

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As flakes fall one by one from the sky to form

One beautiful image over tree and home

Leaving us to admire the world anew

A kind of black and white photo unfolding

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Fresh snow speaks to the heart and soul

Nothing's too old to be brought to new life

Beneath the tapestry the heavens shake out

To lie gently over what was there before

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Is white the absence of all color

Or merely the start of a new palette

On which is transformed the most mediocre tableau

The scene of undeniable beauty wrapped in snow

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The moment one flake begins to fall it seems

To be calling to its kindred spirits

To come dance in the sky and tumble down

Collectively creating a soft eiderdown layer

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Untouched snow stands ready for footprints

Showing us a new path to take or retrace

Drifts become the measure of depth of passion

And a dusting can tease us wanting more

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Let the heavens open and let drift down the snow

Gently creating a field of pure soft white

The background canvas on which to paint

Warm and enchanting scenes of winter life

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Fresh snow is the start of new life

A beginning, a chance at revival

Walk gently in the soft white powder

Creating a brand new path of your own

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About the Poem Fresh Snow


I have always loved snow but there is nothing quite like brand new snow. Even the most rundown ramshackle homes can be given new life and appear sparkling under a blanket of fresh snow.

After a snowfall, my favorite time to photograph or look at the winter wonderland is when it is pristine. It has just fallen and there are no footprints and nothing to mar its perfect surface.

To me, that is the canvas of life in essence. A clean slate on which to add in footprints for the paths we decide to take. As the snow melts and changes, it reflects in my mind's eye the softening that occurs as life goes on and the end result of change.

Snow drifts represent to me the depths of one's passions. They stand straight and true until they too soften and ebb as the surroundings change.

Nothing makes me want fresh heavy snow more than a dusting of snow. It is as if nature was teasing us promising more to come. It reminds me of powdered sugar on gingerbread; just a little extra sweetness added on.

Fresh snow makes me think of renewal and new beginnings. It always makes me feel hopeful about the future and what things can be accomplished by changing the landscape. Nothing ever looks old and weary. The simplest, scraggliest bushes and trees are transformed into crystalline wonders.

So much beauty, so much feeling in fresh snow. It is inspiring and creative altogether.

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Comments

Robin Carretti from Hightstown on February 23, 2018:

There is nothing better then a fresh snow falling off our amazing trees on the window sill taking a steamy cup of coffee to melt your heart inside

Audrey Kirchner (author) from Washington on October 26, 2012:

Thank you Lilyfly~

Lillian K. Staats from Wasilla, Alaska on October 26, 2012:

A Kirchner! Alaskan Royalty! Well done! l,ily

Audrey Kirchner (author) from Washington on October 26, 2012:

Thanks Pamlia~

Pamlia Wall from Ararat North Carolina on October 26, 2012:

This poem is very beautiful. Thank you for sharing it.

Audrey Kirchner (author) from Washington on February 06, 2012:

Send some my way would you? I'm missing it and so are my malamutes~

Pamela Dapples from Arizona now on February 05, 2012:

I enjoyed your poem very much -- and your prose, too. I actually don't like snow. I guess I had too much of it when I was little, but I'm living with it this winter. I'll try to be more positive about it now that I've read your perspective.

kaltopsyd from Trinidad originally, but now in the USA on January 27, 2012:

What a serene poem, and so appropriate for this time of the year. Well done. :)

iguidenetwork from Austin, TX on January 17, 2012:

Beautiful

Cathy from Louisiana, Idaho, Kauai, Nebraska, South Dakota, Missouri on January 02, 2012:

This was so nice and you had such a clean presentation of it in the manner you chose for your display. And, in your explanation following, I particularly liked your statement, "Snow drifts represent to me the depths of one's passions." Thank you.

ashna sambhar on December 26, 2011:

NICE PIC!

Audrey Kirchner (author) from Washington on December 09, 2011:

Thank you, Lilyfly. I'm not an Alaskan Kirchner, no - my hubby's from Michigan and we are in Oregon now.

Lillian K. Staats from Wasilla, Alaska on December 08, 2011:

Very, very well done! Are you an Alaskan Kirchner? lily

Audrey Kirchner (author) from Washington on November 26, 2011:

Thank you, Daffy Duck - it's hard not to see the beauty in fresh snow and only wish we got more of it though I'm in a minority on that one~

Daffy Duck from Cornelius, Oregon on November 26, 2011:

I also love the way fresh snow looks on everything. Beautiful poem! Well written.

Audrey Kirchner (author) from Washington on November 23, 2011:

Thanks, Nell - it was fun for a bit but now gonna take a rest again~ See ya on your hubs though.

Nell Rose from England on November 23, 2011:

Hi, this is lovely, I love snow too, its been so warm here that I doubt we will get any just for a while, but I can't wait! and its great to see you back on the treadmill! ha ha!

Eiddwen from Wales on November 22, 2011:

You are so welcome.

Audrey Kirchner (author) from Washington on November 22, 2011:

Thank you so much, Eddy - you are so kind and hopefully I won't fall into a slump again for quite so long. We shall see! Always appreciate your kind comments though and one of the reasons I miss being on here when I'm away~

Eiddwen from Wales on November 22, 2011:

This is beautiful and to be voted an up up and away.

Your hubs and all that you put into them are amazing and I look forward to very many more hubs to share with you on here.

Take care and I wish you a wonderful day.

Eddy.

Audrey Kirchner (author) from Washington on November 22, 2011:

Thank you sweetie1 - a world without snow? Oh I'd be so lonesome for it! Thanks for dropping by and sending you some virtual snow then.

sweetie1 from India on November 22, 2011:

Very beautiful poem, though we don't get snow where i live but I have seen falling snow in movies and it looks so beautiful.

Audrey Kirchner (author) from Washington on November 21, 2011:

Thanks Frogyfish - I love the snow so it was easy for me to enjoy and write about it. We got our first real snow of the season this weekend and it was so beautiful~ Thanks for stopping by.

frogyfish from Central United States of America on November 21, 2011:

Creative and inspiring words you gave about 'your fresh snow'. Very well expressed and beautiful picture too -though it does look cold! Loved your poem.

Audrey Kirchner (author) from Washington on November 20, 2011:

Thanks so much Gail - and you too~ I'm very grateful for all your support and thanks for being there every step of the way with me!

Gail Sobotkin from South Carolina on November 20, 2011:

Wow! You captured the essence of newly falling snow with such exquisite detail giving fresh new metaphors and imagery. My favorite line was:

"Plants and trees hold out their arms and limbs

To receive nature's perfect crystal jewelry"

And the photo was as beautiful and breathtaking as the poem. Loved the reflections on the water and the fact that I was able to enlarge the photo when I clicked on it.

Voted way up across the board except for funny.

Good luck in the contest. Can't believe it's almost over!

Audrey Kirchner (author) from Washington on November 20, 2011:

Thanks writer20 - I'm not sure how much of a poet I am but I was trying to express just that~ Thanks so much for the read.

Joyce Haragsim from Southern Nevada on November 20, 2011:

You're so right about fresh snow it's totally captivating. voted up and beautiful.