Snowflaked Skies

While traveling from Texas to Colorado during the spring, I wrote this poem to record everything I had seen.

Around. All around.
Not a sound beyond the chorus of nature's instruments.
Green oceans; their currents and tides fan

to and fro, 
to and fro.
Warm, white, fluffs, of soft clouds sprout
Clothing, the amber-cocoa soils.
Towers of yellow-green flames listen with their sensitive,
Paper-petaled ears, letting their bodies sway
over here,

over there,
With the musical harmony of the coughing wind.
To the right,
Now to the left;
never ending rays of tall, gold, sphere-shaped cones,
Jacketed in wiry green leaves, stand in symmetrical lines.

Speed bump gutters, newly plowed,
Gasp for the sun and rain
While seeds stay tucked underneath
Intoxicated by solar powered sleep.
Traveling down a yellow-striped road
With not a sound beyond the chorus of nature's instruments, 
The shoes of our journeying machine have only ventured a few hundred miles.
As this compacted box 
Goes round
Goes round,
Farther into the future, 

we anticipate the moment 
When our cemented feet
Walk atop snow pillowed heaps
Created by the soft, cold, melody
Falling from snowflaked skies.

Reviews

[JenniferMarie]

Well done. I wish it snowed in Houston. It would be nice to "walk atop snow pillowed heaps." Nice images.

[Meliss@k]

right?! :)
I love snow. :) it's so magical... and romantic. :)

[Erinne S.]

I love the beautiful descriptions you provide! It made everything so vivid and easy to imagine. I really enjoyed this piece :)

~Erinne

[Meliss@k]

Thank you so much for your kind words on both of my poems Erinne :)

[Erinne S.]

You are very welcome :) I have enjoyed your work!

[Meliss@k]

Thank you, i give all credit to God. :)

[Erinne S.]

I do as well :)

[The Rock And Roll Cowbo..]

Really beautiful imagery you paint with your words... excellent prose poetry.

[Meliss@k]

Thank you so much for your review! It's greatly appreciated!

[Meliss@k]

Thank you so much for your kind words on both of my poems! I had no idea what pros poetry even was untill you've too me! Haha :) now I know

[The Rock And Roll Cowboy(REBEL WITH A CAUSE)]

Prose poetry is the best kind, it is more like human emotions, unpredictable.