Snow Dance Poem by Gary Bryson
Snow Dance
Pillowy powder
Falls from the sky,
I gaze in wonder,
As the white flakes fly.
Dancing and swirling,
Through the air,
Like an aerial ballerina,
Without a care.
It lands on the leaves,
On the trees and the grass,
It is silently pretty,
But I know it won’t last.
But just for the moment,
I am taken away,
By the still quiet beauty,
That is here for the day.
12/25/04
thank you Gary! I love snow and this poem definitely has a feeling for snow. A lovely poem to start my day with...!
Gary What a wonderful poem I can just feel all those snow flakes dancing around my garden but I have to tell you I ponly like snow when I am indoors. It's a great poem. cheers Sylvie
A beautiful poem on flying snowflakes. Soothing to read. Enjoyed.
You have painted a nice picture of the snowflakes dancing in the sky. Truly only a poet would have thought of this. Well done!
Fantastic narration of snow fall, in the form of silent dance of snow flakes. Enjoyed the beautifully portrayed nature during snow fall. Thanks.10 points.
lovely.. the dance of snow flakes in silent motion.. the stillness and the white so clearly visualized.. thanks for sharing
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
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Beauty is a fleeting thing often captured only in a single moment, a snapshot in time.Wonderful poem, Gary. Warm regards, Sandra