toy soldier

i guess it's that time of year again.
the way the air feels blue but is whiter than your breath and
how your thin nose comes to a point above your lips
curled into a smile as you're curled up against me.
the kids are cutting snowflakes
and we have to keep moving or we'll drown in these paper reminders
of how coffee filters turned the sky white.
the way we measure possibility under the street lights
until the street is a reflection of the sky
and how we're all grown up
despite how little we look dressed up;
toy soldiers playing in the snow.

Reviews

[Destiny]

I like your style. Everything bleeds into each other, but seems to make sense and come full circle in the end. I I also like the running theme of snow and the sky. don't know if that was intentional or not, but it added unity to the poem. Also I like the imagery. Very well done. What first attracted me to the poem was the title. I have the same title for a poem I wrote except it's in Italian (the title, not the poem). They're completely different. Yours is a lot more friendly :)
ok, I'm done now. Thanx for writing.
♥Destiny♥

[Daniel]

This is great. I love the details. I have never seen snow before (living in Alabama and all) and now you've really made me want to. =D

Good luck in my contests!

[Star]

Ooh, I want it to be winter now! I've been noticing that there's that scent of Halloween in the air for a few days, have you? Just reading your poem made me feel the snow coming~

[Jacquelene Vanessa More..]

i don't see anything you need to change here the descriptions are absolutely beautiful i can feel the cold i have a mini movie playing in my mind. good piece