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 7 Years Ago


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Oh to sleep and ride a golden chariot through the northern lights, join you in this poetic winter wonderland dream ... bliss ...thank you for such a great read and wonderful write ... :-)

Posted 1 Week Ago


  Fran Marie

1 Week Ago

Thanks dear Phil for reading
ever so appreciate your kind words
on m y poetry;
creative form, Fran ... catches me eye instantly ;) wonderful scene you create ... your poem plays many of me favorite strings ... sleeping, dreaming, floating ... that wondrous quiet serenity when snow throws its quilt over fall ... Mother goes to sleep ... and dreams away ... of all the life force in Spring .. i like every word .. line and verse .. but V2 L2 ... sensuous wonderland! thanks for sharing, Fran ... glad i did not miss this one ...
E.

Posted 1 Week Ago


  Fran Marie

1 Week Ago

Thanks dear E..ever so much
appreciate your kind words
on m y poem..glad you enjoyedread more
With your words...I drifted into that silent, white slumber...I thought of the sparkling Christmas lights in the snow...Reality can wait...till I have had my fill of this white magic.

The font and format bring this poem alive...beautifully written, Fran.

Posted 1 Week Ago


  Fran Marie

1 Week Ago

Many thanks dear Divya..I so vey much
appreciate your thought and words
on m y poem;
You've titled this ' White MAGIC' and for me the word 'magic' seems to grow larger as the poem continues.. as if time is making magic out of something familiar, that white snow, frost, air.. that Winter brings. Your stanzas show the differences, the emotions about those changes too.. and that's all part of the MAGIC we each see and feel according to temperament or sense of being, again..

MAGIC? Perhaps.

Posted 1 Week Ago


emmajoy

1 Week Ago

I must learn to spell or at least to edit .. so sorry for the Matic.. argh...

Always.. read more
  Fran Marie

1 Week Ago

Awhh..thanks I can't spell either.haha...no worries there...
emmajoy

1 Week Ago

Smiling across space - then, away for my pasta alla simple as winking!
Amazing use of words and thoughts. The gentle flow of words took the reader in and made them see and believe. Thank you dear Fran for sharing the amazing poetry.
Coyote

Posted 1 Week Ago


  Fran Marie

1 Week Ago

Thanks dear John..ever so
much for your kind words
always. s o appreciated
This is magical writing! I was transported to different worlds. First -- how much I love your dynamic action words (sleeping, dreaming, drifting, flying) -- this MAKES the poem! I start out reading this narrator as sleeping/dreaming thru a white night & might awaken to a wonderland (typical predictable) . . . I was surprised the journey morphs into a long white night called "winter" (goes on & on, immersed in whiteness) . . . surprised yet again as we morph into the white night being an escape from reality & into imagination or creativity. So much magic being brought on by something as simple as a white night! (((HUGS))) Fondly, Margie

Posted 1 Week Ago


  Fran Marie

1 Week Ago

Thanks Margie yet again as always for a wonderful in depth review..I so appreciate your accuracy to .. read more
This is quite beautiful, and very evocative of that special feeling one gets only in the cold, stark, wondrous desolation of winter.

Posted 2 Years Ago


  Fran Marie

2 Years 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 3 Years 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 7 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 8 Years Ago



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