Fluffy Flurries

Held captive by the very same snowfall i watched it fall with a puzzling look as if it were falling different; i decided to occupy myself and this is what i produced...Hope you enjoy

 

Previously

False forecasting’s forced friends and families

facing a façade, for flakes never fell

Because the flesh of flakes never froze

Forcing flocks of fetuses to fall

We fame fahrenheit for firmly holding

mercury above freezing

 

Currently

Fluffy flurries form, falling fast to the floor

Free fall speed is their velocity

 

Eventually

Inches become feet(s) of fused flakes forming

Slippery roads

Forcing vehicles to fishtail frantically into fatal fatalities

Fear fixates us to our personal facilities

 

Happily

Flocks of children flee to foothills

Lay face up on flat tops

Freely flushing down the front side

with frictionless flat boards

Following each others footnotes back to the top

 

Fanatically

Fishermen fish for floating fish

under fragile surfaces with fishhooks n fishnets

Fishing for filets to fry

But fifteen minutes and fingers become frigid

Frostbite fades their prints we file for identity

 

Formally

February becomes our foe

And Folgers Coffee is the only thing featured in our cups

 

F**k

I’m finally finished

While you were forced to read this

When I decided to post this

 

FANTASTIC!

 

 

 

 

Reviews

[Tina Kline]

A fun poem with a play on F words (not thee F word!) Very clever and I liked it. Great imagery and descriptions useing the F words that you did! LIke I said, clever and well done!

Tina