Playing in the Snow

Playing in the Snow

A Poem by Siddartha Beth Pierce

I ran across you

so they say

playing in the snow

one day-

 

or evening it might have been

I may not even remember when

 

Yet here we are

once again

to travel back where it began

 

A handshake at first

for sure

yet then enraptured

at your door

 

Ugly words spewed forth

the angel tongues sprung

before

I could realize anymore

than love forever, ever more.

 

© 2010 Siddartha Beth Pierce


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Bittersweet memories
Checkered history
But the past is gone
The present beckons

Beautiful poem...Delightful cadence...

Posted 9 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

I love how you started this...a perfect opening...and the ending priceless....wonderfully done..

Posted 9 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

First encounters can be strange... Charming write

Did you mean 'I man now even remember' - I couldn't make it out, except to assume it was a typo for 'may'

Posted 9 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

Memories can be sparked by a smell, song or a certain time of year... I love the sentiment expressed in this piece.

Posted 9 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

Love forever evermore A grand thought

Posted 9 Years Ago


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Added on December 22, 2010
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Siddartha Beth Pierce
Siddartha Beth Pierce

Richmond, VA



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