Wednesday, February 23, 2011

Strange Snow...

Strange Snow
by Neinah Avelin

A strange snow is falling 
around me
broadcast from a 
goose grey sky.
Not the usual 
silent flakes 
but something other.

This snow in tiny 
snowball form 
passes by my ears with 
a quiet hiss 
on their way
to be collected in
mossy twigs,
foxes coats 
and curled and dried
leaves left 
from the fall.