The Romance of Snow

The Romance of Snow

A Poem by Shannon

From Inject positivity's unpublished piece.

The clear and cold winter nights hold great beauty
to those who have never held shoveling duty. 
Frosty windows inspire wonder and awe
until one has beheld the mess of a thaw. 
Dancing, floating snow flakes falling gently upon trees
always give way to cutting ice, making faces freeze.

The purest of whites, become a carpet that's soiled
marred by sand, salt and massive graters that toiled.  
Peering out the window, as one who has felt winter's sting,
I ponder an otherworldly landscape, silently drawing others in.
Seeing each unique flake suspended, amplifying moonlight,
I choose to revel in the romance of snow for a single night.

© 2017 Shannon

Author's Note

This was a case of inspiration that begets inspiration. Upon hearing me laugh about the romance of snow, Dhiman wrote a poem. This is my response.

Thank you, Dhiman, for such a unique writing experience.

All constructive feedback is always welcome.

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You painted with words the delicate nature of snowflakes falling so well. Nice write!

Posted 1 Month Ago

Beautifully done! The snow, even if just for a moment, covers the scars, the imperfections and replaces it with such beauty and serenity. Even the cold and frost that accompany are like members of an orchestra, playing together as one to bring such majesty as a gift to the observer.

Posted 2 Months Ago


1 Month Ago

You u definitely feel the romance.
Thank you for the read and review
I used to look out my back window and see the new snowfall on the branches of trees which resembled a picture postcard. It was a beautiful sight.

Nice job on this. The images of snow and even dirt mixed in are vivid and clear.

Posted 3 Months Ago


1 Month Ago

Thank you. Always glad when imagery in particular lands well
There is something beautiful about snow. I live in northern Minnesota, so I see some pretty cold winters, but it's alright because there's something almost magical about the season. Though I do admit, but the end of winter, I'm about ready for things to heat up! Very good poem. Good pathos and pretty imagery.

Posted 4 Months Ago


1 Month Ago

Thank you Hannah. Imagery takes some time for me
I live in Northern Michigan and that first few days of snow is so magical. Then I'm done lol. I can do a month with a good attitude but then I'm over it. Maybe it's just because I'm getting older lol.. I loved this.. awesome write..xo

Posted 6 Months Ago


1 Month Ago

You and me both!
I think winter is beautiful. The way it shines in the moon like or under the street lights. The air just seems cleaner and crisp. Of course the pretty part goes out the window when you have to do clean up in the morning.

This was a great poem. I love poems about the seasons. Winter the most though.

Posted 7 Months Ago


1 Month Ago

Such a late thank you. But I'll say it, none the less

1 Month Ago

Haha welcome
I like the way you evaluate snow here. The very last two lines stand out especially. Also, there should be commas after soiled and salt in the second stanza. Nicely done.

Posted 8 Months Ago


8 Months Ago

Thank you for both the read and helpful feedback.
nice rhyming ..two opposing views ..i love the snow when it is romantic .. but living so long in SD i do not enjoy winters ..the wind there blows 20-50 mph almost every day ..snow does not drift down flies horizontally plastering the faces of signs not the tops ... but i sure enjoyed reading your poem ... the link did not work for me took me to the "i'm not published yet" page ..but i will try again and search his handle as well

Posted 9 Months Ago


9 Months Ago

Hey, E. Thank you for pointing out the broken link. I see the other piece is unposted. Will definite.. read more
Well, it's good to be brought down to earth sometimes, as all romantics know.

A sobering reminder.

Posted 10 Months Ago


10 Months Ago

I tend to be the antithesis of romantic, but occasionally the beauty confounds me as well.
Not a fan of winter at all! I suppose the only time I don't mind it is when its lightly snowed & everything is silent & snow white clean. Great write.

Posted 10 Months Ago

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