Honestly? I gazed out of the fingerprinted windows
at school about every eleven minutes, hoping the air
could catch me as it beheld the grains of snow that
with no clear sight or sound.
Maybe you, my unknown and unmet beloved,
will fly down with outstretched arms like the
billions of shivering snowflakes that are waiting
to land somewhere.
Your wings are nature's most cherished,
and each time there is a fresh snowfall,
I will be thanking the heavens you can
touch the earth like gentle snow.
I won't take my eyes away from outside, not yet
love, for if I close my lids everything is left to gamble
on my imagination, and I know when I watch the films
of your ancient hands silhouette across the snowy
What a beautiful piece this is... love the words choices, very descriptive, fingerprinted windows, shivering snowflakes, how creative is that! There is so much to this write, love, nature, its spiritual and magical as well. The imagery is amazing, I can picture the poet sitting at her desk in class with a far away look in her eyes, I see those fingerprints, hear the wings, see the snow covered ground and more flakes falling from the sky... I feel that we all have our guardians out there protecting us and this piece expresses that from the title to the very last line. This piece just draws you in, it makes me feel so peaceful and serene. It flows so smoothly which just adds so much more to the write. (10)
5 years ago
by Tara Kay
Maryanne, What is this?
This is a masterpiece,
this is true power,
this is grace,
this is beautiful,
this is friggin awesome poetry, that's what it is!
I love this, the beauty in the words, the imagery, and all that nature, elegance, it just blows me away, WOW