Friday, January 16, 2009

Weather or not?

Whether you have snow or sunshine, this poem by Bill Kirk should make you feel good.

This poem was published in North Dakota Horizons Quarterly in Winter 2007.

Remembering Winter
By Bill Kirk

Silhouetted sentries stare,
Standing leafless, stark and bare.
Snowflakes, on their wingless flights,
Swirl in winter wind that bites.
Star-filled skies on nippy nights,
Silv'ry, golden strings of lights.
Snowsuits, mittens, itchy tights,
Sledding, skating, snowball fights;
Steaming cocoa, whispered sips,
Smiles on children's rosy lips.
Sticky, frosted finger tips;
Scrumptious s'mores and chocolate chips;
Scents of winter in the air,
Sounds of children everywhere;
Stockings filled with special treats,
Stories Grandpa still repeats.
Simply said, though far you roam,
Special memories bring you home.

(c) 2007 Bill Kirk


Anonymous said...

Nice poem. Very sensual.

Joy said...

To me, winter conjures up beautiful scenes, like in this poem. Great magery, but I still prefer warmer climates.
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Anonymous said...

That's a nice winter poem. Thanks for sharing.

conarnold said...

Thanks for sharing the poem, Shari. I like it - the imagery captures all the senses!