White Magic

White Magic

A Poem by Fran Marie

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Sleeping,dreaming
    Oh,the night is long
               as I slumber~
               my visions of a silent white night


 
 Crystal white snowflakes
     wet my senses,holding
             the moment~ feeling divine
                              Sleeping,dreaming


 
 Falling,drifting
       in silence flying
             with winter's calling
                      Oh, the night is long

 


 
 Chilled -winds blowing
      white magic, blankets barren ground
             glowing with sparkling light
                                       as I slumber


 
 Then, a waking world calls
       and reality, claims me
                making me, forsake
                 my visions of a silent white night
 
 


© 2009 Fran Marie



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I, too, think that snow is magic, or at least one of nature's many wonders, and one of the most wonderful at that.
I like the drifting formating, it fits the theme perfectly.
The repetition of the single lines of the first stanza each as the last of one following is brilliant.
Then the theme itself is amazing, dreaming of snow falling at night makes me wish for actual snowfall during the time of the slumber... and who knows? Maybe that is exactly what's going on outside. There is nothing like waking up to a snowy scenery on a winter morning.
I really enjoyed this poem.

Posted 5 Years Ago


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This is quite beautiful, and very evocative of that special feeling one gets only in the cold, stark, wondrous desolation of winter.

Posted 10 Months Ago


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10 Months Ago

Thanks Nolo, so vey much😀
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Lox
Excellent use for words! I see you've submitted this to my contest. I'm sorry but I failed to see how snow is a positive element in this piece. This work of yours makes me want to lay in bed and view the falling snow by the window in my small warm room. And that's comfort which is somehow related to joy.

Posted 1 Year Ago


I, too, think that snow is magic, or at least one of nature's many wonders, and one of the most wonderful at that.
I like the drifting formating, it fits the theme perfectly.
The repetition of the single lines of the first stanza each as the last of one following is brilliant.
Then the theme itself is amazing, dreaming of snow falling at night makes me wish for actual snowfall during the time of the slumber... and who knows? Maybe that is exactly what's going on outside. There is nothing like waking up to a snowy scenery on a winter morning.
I really enjoyed this poem.

Posted 5 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

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what a glorious sight..waking up to the white magic..wonderful descriptions!

Posted 6 Years Ago


Wonderful dreaming! Love it!

Posted 6 Years Ago


a fantasy so rich and delightful

Posted 6 Years Ago


exhales pure enchantment~

Posted 6 Years Ago


pure in it's elegance ~

Posted 6 Years Ago


I really enjoyed reading this.
This could teach me to appreciate winter more!
After a few snow storms i'm ready for spring already! lol
Good luck in the contest!

Posted 7 Years Ago


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I live in the valley of Phoenix...around autumn and in the winter time, I dream of snow and am woken up to the same realization which you have wonderfully described here! Wonderful write as always :)

Posted 8 Years Ago


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