Snow like a whisper

Snow, falling like feathers of love

Snow like a Whisper

 

Snow like a whisper does fall from the sky

Silently finding its way

Morning does come in the blink of an eye

Nature to beckon the day

 

White fills the quiet with hope of a smile

Melodies that you might hear

Blanketing softy in porcelain style

A glow born of sun does appear

 

Tranquil endeavors to quell every whim

Lie on the lawn in repose

Forgotten meanings that now shall begin

Found each occasion it snows

 

Gentle its echo as we find retreat

Here by the warmth of the fire

No use descending on snow covered streets

Only our love is required

 

Unruffled seasons of splendor do shine

Muted the colors they bear

Normal these visions of our wintertime

Life without worry or care

Slower the pace of this plaid flannel world

Hectic the days of ago

Restful this morning to us has unfurled

Taking each step a bit slow

 

Nothing so urgent that now can not wait

Serenity finds to take hold

The heat of the fire the chill to abate

So warm inside when it’s cold

 

Pearlescent shimmering visions this day

Resting here safe in your love

Oh but to spend my life living this way

Bring forth the snow from above

Author's Note

Thank you for reading

Reviews

[Anand Sehgal]

Lovely. Your write has coincided with today's snowfall. Its quite amazing at present in NC .
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[Shirlena]

I love it, makes the snow even sound cozy, from the inside looking out. Makes me want to cuddle up to somebody. Anybody know where I can find me a big gentle lumberyard, tool driving man lol. You make everything sound so romantic Jack. I'm starting to feel amorous.

(Oops you know that could be taken several different ways. The clean version please, this is not an alliteration). :)

[Jack...]

Happy to be able to warm you up my friend. Sorry, no lumberyard...how about an Autobody guy? :) Thanks so much Shirlena.

[Shirlena]

LoL...close enuff. You're welcomed Jack.

[A. Amos]

Splendid write Jack and while snow everywhere you perfectly timed your piece

[Jack...]

Thanks A, but check the date...It may have been perfect timing...I wrote this last February. :) So let's say it is perfect timing that I bring it out again now. :) I realy do appreciate you stopping by today. Thanks again my friend.

[A. Amos]

Well I just came inside after clearing my path so felt it well:)

[Jack...]

No problem at all...no snow here for me to shovel. :)

[A. Amos]

Well in Philly it's different:)

[Jack...]

I'm originally from South Jersey...I know what you mean.

[A. Amos]

Great so we are not that far:) nice to know that brother

[Jack...]

Well...........I live in Texas now...so a little far. But my family still lives there and I do get up there for a visit from time to time. I'll meet you on South Street sometime and we'll have a beer.

[A. Amos]

Cool that will be great or when you're in this side or world send me a message

[Jack...]

Will do.....

[Jack...]

Actually, I'll be up there in June. If we're both still on this site I'll give you a shout.

[A. Amos]

That would be perfect would invite you to my crib for a meal, i'm good in cooking:)

[Sami Khalil]

Snow falls as a whisper as voices fall as a whimper. Resting safely in love, in its warm embrace will make the season more magical...A great wintry write...:).........

[Jack...]

Thanks so much my good friend. I appreciate you stopping by today.

[Sami Khalil]

My pleasure...Any time...:)........................

[Tina Louise UK]

Oh you write so beautifully Jack, simply stunning :) x

[Jack...]

Thank you so very much Tia. I feel the same way about you. I appreciate your kind words today.

[Tina Louise UK]

Your most welcome, thanks hun :) xx

[Angel]

Snow looks so beautiful...in postcards.
But I grew up where winter is really serious...and, Hun, I do NOT miss it, not even one snowflake's worse.

But your poem does warm my heart...

[Jack...]

I know what you mean my sweet friend, I don't miss it either except maybe in August here when it is 106-108 for 3 or 4 weeks...then I start to miss it some. Thanks so much for stopping by and spending a little winter with me.

[Angel]

But snow is so c-c-c-c-c-old....and I do have my little above ground pool to play mermaid in...

[Frieda P]

I'm not a winter person per se, I love when the snow first starts to fall, it's dreamy, but afterwards it's just a mess. Your gorgeous words put me in a different serene mindset even though I'm freezing my tushy off, this warms the heart Jack.

100 whispers of white intensity

[Jack...]

Thank you Frieda. Not so much a winter person myself either. I don't miss shoeveling sidewalks and scraping car windows one bit, but love next to a fireplace, hell, I'll turn the A/C down to 60. :) Thanks again for your kindness.

[Frieda P]

Sounds good, don't have a fireplace, just a shovel at the moment.....

[Vidya Bacchus]

My country has no winter so I have never experienced snow, but your words make me feel like I have :)

[Jack...]

Thank you so much my friend. We really don't have much winter where I live now, but where I grew up we did.

[Vidya Bacchus]

Oh I see, you are welcome :)

[kublakhan27]

I get a lot of quizzical looks from people when I tell them that Winter is my favourite season, but you've crystallized my seasonal logic here Jack. There is an palpable irony in the quaintness of a night by the fire while a blizzard howls outside. I'm fortunate enough to have access to a fireplace when I visit my mother and one of two things (or both on a good night) happen: I tap into a meditative state when I become hypnotized by the swirling flames and crackling wood, or the notebook comes out and the pen takes on a life of its own. It's a rare setting in which I don't have to force words. Your words are hypnotic here as well, as they so often are. There's a wispy, hypnotic feel to your rhyme and rhythm. A soft and sensuous ode to those celestial Winter nights. Well done my friend.

[Jack...]

Thanks so much Steve. I wrote this one last February. I went searching because I knew I had some older snow related poems and people are in the midst of that right now. Happy you enjoyed this. I think no matter what the season, whether it is winter next to a fireplace or summer watching the sunrise over the ocean, if you are with one you love, who loves you, any time of year is beautiful.

Thanks so very much again my friend.

[kublakhan27]

Very true my friend...always a pleasure.

[Hadeel ( Charming Fairy..]

Its so beautiful how the snow make you feel , and you put it nicely in these lines
do you know ?! we have something in common :P
i love snow too and guess what?! i wrote about it too , a poem called
" The white visitor " i would love to hear your opinion about it ;)

[Jack...]

Thank you so much. I will check it out.