Million men stong

by mistake   Feb 22, 2005


Feeling snow upon your face
as into the storm you run and chase
one hundred million flying soldiers
that land on your arms and shoulders
falling pieces of soft rain
from the clouds they do Wyne
like ballerinas dancing down
landing softly on the ground
settling and sinking to the earth
while the clouds above still give birth
an endless torrent the clouds did make
this endless torrent of the snowflake

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  • 14 years ago

    by Tammy

    James
    I really thought that was a great poem . It flowed well, except this part didn't seem to "fit" in this poem.

    falling pieces of soft rain
    from the clouds they do Wyne

    That kinda threw it off a bit, buy all in all I'd have to say it was still great.
    Take care & God bless!

  • 15 years ago

    by Mel

    Hey, thanks for commenting on my poem. You have talent and imagination. Nice one, James.

  • 15 years ago

    by cac123

    beatiful

  • 15 years ago

    by The Angel of Secrets

    another wonderful poem:) You have true talent

  • 15 years ago

    by shannon

    another awesoqme poem..you have a serious talent
    love
    shannon