Snowflakes Frolic Upon My Nose
A Song of Winter
When snowflakes frolic upon my nose,
sparrows huddle in near naked trees
and cardinals sing their joyful prose.
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The sunshine withers as darkness grows,
and waves crash down in cold, glacial seas,
when snowflakes frolic upon my nose.
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Red robins flee as the north wind blows,
while woolen scarves fly high on the breeze
and cardinals sing their joyful prose.
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Down hills, with frozen fingers and toes,
children race on toboggans and skis,
when snowflakes frolic upon my nose.
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Houses shine bright with holly and bows.
while people sip their peppermint teas
and cardinals sing their joyful prose.
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In mother nature’s silent repose,
crystal lakes sport their seasonal freeze,
when snowflakes frolic upon my nose
and cardinals sing their joyful prose.
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Cathy holmes
Canadian family girl with a recently discovered love for writing. Other loves include animals and sports.
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Death is a black hole. Think about it. A black hole is the corpse of a star, something once warm and bright, now come to the end of its life cycle. But some will argue that the cycle of life does not end with death. That death is merely another path we must walk once our bodies expire and our souls ascend. In that moment, when the fuel in the star’s chemical tank hits empty and the shiny matte coat explodes into supernova, the mass left behind – the corpse – becomes a black hole. We understand that, around such a vast cadaver, dimensions work a little differently in death to the way we’re used to in life. For example, light cannot escape the pull of a black hole when it hits the point of no return. That’s where it gets its colour. Space itself is contorted by a black hole. That’s where it gets its funny shape. Even time. Time slows right down the closer you get to it. The closer you get to a black hole. The closer you get to death.
By Matthew Curtis7 days ago in Humans
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Hi C - I know I'm not part of your splinter groups, but I do follow everything you offer to us in the Village: So many imaginative topics; that's a talent in of itself to find them. I also admire how you and 'Bro' Gerald interact. Please take a moment and let me introduce my 'Bro' Luck-Larry featured in my "Twins" ~ The Alpha ~ I hope you can relate, Cathy. Jay in L.A.
Well done and I could picture the snow falling
I’d missed this one, but am glad to read it now. Lovely villanelle Cathy! Congrats!
Excellent entry, Cathy, good luck! I hope it places 😁
This is so beautiful and whimsical, Cathy! 😍 Amazing 🥹
Beautifully composed!
Amazing poem. Enjoy the winter season. https://about.me/cypresscollegebookstore
Haha nice one-I am lucky not much snow here even though most years snow from Sept-May. Your poem makes snow that I dread seem so lovely
Very vivid winter scene. I love cardinals. Wonderful villanelle!
Beautiful ❤️ Cathy. Creates such a feeling of winter peace ❤️
You sure did Mother Nature proud with this one. 👏👏👏
This is so beautiful. Happy that I come across this. You got yourself a fan cathy (subscribed!) And congratulations on top story!!❤
Wow
This was so good. 👏
Beautiful poem, Cathy. Just wonderful!
You created a stunning vision of snow and light! Gorgeous work
Yayyyyy I'm back to say congratulations for your Top Story!
Lovely! Such strong imagery!
Gorgeous villanelle. The imagery flows seamlessly through the form.
Cathy I love the way you painted us such a beautiful picture!! This was so well written with the rhyme scheme and repetitive language to strengthen the over all mood of the piece! Great work and congrats on Top Story!
OMG. this is so beautiful. I love it. congratulations on TS. You definitely deserve it.
Perfect atmospheric capturing here, Cathy. Just beautiful!
Snowflakes would never "frolic upon my nose" in a way that I would be happy about it, or poetic 🥶 since I'm averse to the cold. But I honour and congratulate your achievement here whilst hovering in my warm room having never left the house today cuz it's too cold and I'm about to hop into the hottest bath I can muster whilst NEVER thinking about snowflakes 😁 Seriously, congratulations! 😊
Delightful and charming! 🥰
Such beauiful nostalgia x And the imagery is stunning 🤍 Congrats on wonderful TS 🤍