Here Flies Snow, An Idyll Interlude.

Here Flies Snow, An Idyll Interlude. short poem

(With a cup of coffee in my hand, looking out the large window, there could be no other thought on my mind, but to write on this beautiful vision)

The dainty flurries, swiftly flooding the skies…

Snowy pearls, golly what a charming sight…

Genially, nature calls, for a day indoors..

Out the windows, mesmerizing is nature’s allure..

Folks, anchored in the warmth of their homes..

Something ethereal, cheers upon their souls.

Nibbles, Chocolate milk, or warm cups of coffee,

Comfort games played, or chortles by the stories..

Time enthralled, and the moments are cozy.

Reflexes and activities, are quite quite lazy ..

The humdrum of the typical little chores..

Is music matching, the vision outdoors.

Nature, snow the terrains, snow for a while..

The clique shall relish the moments light…

Snow, until the spirits, shall feel verdant…

As ever, graces of nature, leaves one content!

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Swathi Rao

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A few words strung together on inspiration, or a few thoughts penned down for clarity. A hobby that has consistently matched to represent the inspirations in me. Most often, they are from incidents and trends happening around the world, books or articles that I may parse through, or some noble cause that had greatly impressed me. I have been writing poems, and short stories, since I had been 6 years. Music and poetry walk hand in hand; good music, good poetry shall always stay my favorite pastime.
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Reading this poem warms the heart like sitting by the fire and watching the patterns formed in it..Mesmerising!

Jesus Diaz Llorico
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“beautiful feeling of a cold wintry day”

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