Sandra Fowler

Rookie (February,4,1937 / W. Columbia, WV, USA)

A Scent Of Snow - Poem by Sandra Fowler

The moon is lemon light, November cold.
The wind is blowing colors all apart.
Old leaves are writing their last signature
Upon the dimming windows of the world.

Time is a gray bird grazing fingertips.
It flies so far the mind cannot forge chains.
One feather falls like solace on bare hands,
An autumn gesture, yet how comforting!

A scent of snow is fragrant on the air.
Deep hollows will be filled with small white stars.
The very thought of that is beautiful,
A lunar landscape fit for fairy tales.

Our night is falling in the window glass,
Subtle as shadows, all its secrets kept.
You paint me quatrains for a souvenir,
Verses become my early Christmas gift.

2008, Sandra Fowler


Comments about A Scent Of Snow by Sandra Fowler

  • Rookie - 94 Points Nivedita Bagchi SPC UK (4/1/2010 3:33:00 AM)

    ‘…You paint me quatrains for a souvenir, /Verses become my early Christmas gift.’

    I’ve souvenired-in your picturesque metaphor bounty and envy your poetic-psychic-eyes….lolol…

    10+
    Ms. Nivedita
    UK (Report) Reply

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  • Rookie Cindy Kreiner Sera (7/17/2009 1:14:00 PM)

    Exquisite and uplifting - the color chosen 'lemon light' so cold I can feel it...another masterpiece Sandra (Report) Reply

  • Rookie - 40 Points Ashraful Musaddeq (6/21/2009 9:04:00 PM)

    Excellent poem with excellent imageries. (Report) Reply

  • Rookie Raj Nandy (6/5/2009 11:47:00 PM)

    Sandra, Your first para itself becomes a part of 'classical poetry', - to remain evergreen in the minds of all true poetry lovers! I keep reading poems written by poets of all Nationalities beyond 'poemhunter.com'! I have yet to find such picturesque, beautiful original expressions like yours! ! 10++++++++
    With love! - Raj Nandy (Report) Reply

  • Rookie - 2 Points Wojja Fink (3/29/2009 4:49:00 PM)

    I never knew such beauty
    could be seen in lemon light....wonderful...moist eyed in awe John (Report) Reply

  • Rookie - 7 Points Deva De Silva (3/18/2009 11:53:00 AM)

    An unreserved response, enthralling detailing, and winning substance all bundled into this one poem!
    Loved it…
    Deva (Report) Reply

  • Rookie - 24 Points Andrew Blakemore (2/26/2009 3:18:00 AM)

    You are so gifted Sandra, to see these things that only a great artist can see is really something very special indeed. Love, Andrew x (Report) Reply

  • Rookie A Poet Who Loves To Sing Alves (1/17/2009 10:18:00 AM)

    Sandra,

    So touching from the heart of a poet....your voice sings a melody that touches me deeply. Ah! (Report) Reply

  • Rookie A Poet Who Loves To Sing Alves (1/17/2009 10:15:00 AM)

    Sandra,

    So touching from the heart of a poet....your voice sings a melody that touches me deeply. Ah! (Report) Reply

  • Rookie Everest Fox (11/29/2008 6:02:00 PM)

    you are a wonderful composer of nature. (Report) Reply

  • Rookie Tara very irritated with PH injustice (11/25/2008 6:43:00 AM)

    Trademark Sandra; an enchanting flowing piece jam-packed with unique similes and analogies, and oh so true..... you make us see the world differently, and your poetry is a gift to your friends. t x (Report) Reply

  • Rookie - 0 Points Tom Balch (11/24/2008 2:41:00 PM)

    Lovely, just lovely 10+ regards Tom (Report) Reply

  • Rookie WILFRED JOHN (11/22/2008 2:47:00 AM)

    MY DEAR SANDRA FOWLER,

    AN EXCELLENT POEM.
    Our night is falling in the window glass,
    Subtle as shadows, all its secrets kept.
    You paint me quatrains for a souvenir,
    Verses become my early Christmas gift

    LOVE
    WILFRED JOHN (Report) Reply

  • Rookie Alison Cassidy (11/21/2008 10:04:00 PM)

    You're right, snow has its own particular scent - something to do with frozen nostrils perhaps. This poem is particularly joyful Sandra. It has a youthful touch, like the music of Mozart or Schubert. Love 'wind is blowing colors all apart'. Your never cease to amaze with your incredible flair for imagery. Excellent verse. love, Alison ♥ ♥ ♥ ♥ (Report) Reply

  • Rookie James Foulk (11/21/2008 2:59:00 PM)

    this one makes me want to turn the heat up. a most vivid painting of snow can see it in my mind and feel the cold. (Report) Reply

  • Rookie - 12 Points Onelia Avelar (11/18/2008 2:19:00 PM)

    A very lyrical poem, masterfully penned. It is actually like this
    'One feather falls like solace on bare hands,
    An autumn gesture, yet how comforting! ' an autumn gesture to the winter, yet how comforting with the scent of snow. Best regards, onelia (Report) Reply

  • Rookie - 3 Points Original Unknown Girl (11/18/2008 11:16:00 AM)

    My word, Sandra, this is so very beautiful. There is something so magical about snow. You capture it well, I especially love the 3rd stanza, a really delightful poem. HG: -) xx (Report) Reply

  • Rookie - 0 Points Theresa Moore (11/18/2008 9:42:00 AM)

    A wonderful write that captures the my senses, surrounding me with gladness in the mist of falling snowflakes... (Report) Reply

  • Rookie - 196 Points Dr.subhendu Kar (11/17/2008 3:06:00 PM)

    Old leaves are writing their last signature
    Upon the dimming windows of the world.......

    autumn still holds the breath of deep night
    moon bestows.fragrance by tipsy eyes
    scents of snow resurrects the blue of own garden
    yet shadows by all secretss seemingly heave away
    when looking through window of the world.............most scintillating vese acroos journey by mortality painted by colors of glorified metaphors, star when riffles by glow, great write,10+++++++++, thanks for sharing (Report) Reply

  • Rookie Duncan Wyllie (11/15/2008 9:59:00 AM)

    This is so beautifully thoughtout and constructed
    You have a wonderful gift

    Really!

    Love duncan X (Report) Reply

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Poem Submitted: Wednesday, November 12, 2008

Poem Edited: Thursday, July 15, 2010


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