Snow began in mordant gray dusk,
a silent sprinkle of crystal light twinkle,
attaché charm to the simply ordinary.
Purple skies drew black as dreary fought back
to obscure winter’s mask of ceramic magique.
Yellow sodium campus lights slow ignite to golden
halo bright, their intense, saintly glows casting rivers
of shadow and a golden glisten to the snowflakes that fall
twisting, in silence, in grace, to present winter's face.
Jan 17, 2022
Jan 17, 2022 at 7:17 AM UTC
Snow began in mordant gray dusk,
a silent sprinkle of crystal light twinkle,
attaché charm to the simply ordinary.
Purple skies drew black as dreary fought back
to obscure winter’s mask of ceramic magique.
Yellow sodium campus lights slow ignite to golden
halo bright, their intense, saintly glows casting rivers
of shadow and a golden glisten to the snowflakes that fall
twisting, in silence, in grace, to present winter's face.
I love the snow (is that because I’m from the south?)
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