Snowfall

[Pendragon]

Snowfall

The silent drift of
six-pointed crystal stars
builds white wonderlands where
lines of demarcation vanish,
points of perspective become unclear,
and all becomes lost horizons…

Pendragon
© 2/28/2008

[kiz_paws]

What a perfect gem to start my day with (and in particular, the white stuff falls as I type ...) ;)


The silent drift of
six-pointed crystal stars
builds white wonderlandsyour words are so beautifully strung together, love it!


points of perspective become unclear,
and all becomes lost horizons…so well said, and the last two words twigged the memory of the book, Lost Horizon, which though intentional or no, was rather cool (hmmm, pardon that pun). Cheers Pen! :)

[ampoule]

I understand lost horizons due to snow. I had to cancel a speaking engagement due to white-out conditions on the back country roads of Indiana. I couldn't tell where the road ended and the berm began. Yes, you captured it all very well, whether you are actually talking about the lost perspectives from snowfall or our lost perspectives of life.
I enjoyed this a lot, Pen.

[PrinceMyshkin]

You've got the hang of these shorter, compact poems, the effect of which lingers as if we ourselves are obliged to continue or complete them. So much better in my view than when everything is tidied up for us, every "i" dotted and every "t" crossed.

[NUT]

that is such a tease, considering that in the North of England we have had next to no snow all winter!! and the intense pleasure of the writing just rubs it in.. :flare:

only joking, sometime I will move to colder climes for snowy days :D

[NUT]

..although what I originally saw as idyllic submersion of boring norms could actually be quite scary..? Maybe t's just my deprived skiing-feet longing for some action!

[Pendragon]

that is such a tease, considering that in the North of England we have had next to no snow all winter!! and the intense pleasure of the writing just rubs it in.. :flare:

only joking, sometime I will move to colder climes for snowy days :D

And neither have we, here in my mountains of SW VA, mon ami. But I have seen the times I couldn't tell where the river was, even, because it was iced over and then blankened with snow, so you had to see a bridge to know! Otherwise it was all flat meadow to the mountains foot, and no distinquising shapes to the peaks as you grew closer due to ice build-up and snow. Even an old hand like myself could get lost in those horzions...