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I
Snowflake
Drifting
Drifting down
Down and down
And down
Just
What hope
Do I have?
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9 comments:
very sad and melancholy
Crafty said it well-melancholy. I never thought of a snowflake that way. They don't have much of a chance without friends, and then they still freeze. Great poem.
Thanks for your comment. It was oddly written, but I think I understand. Of course I was talking about myself but lots of my co-workers and employees have found my blog, and although they don't comment, they read and wonder.
As usual .. loved the poem .. for me .. the most rending kind of war is when I am caught between hopes .. not when I'm hopeless .. and well .. snowlakes should be beautiful .. I have seen snow only in pictures or movies ..
Season's Greetings and Merry Christmas. :)
the only hope would be to land on such a clever head as yours and melt into it
;0)
happiness to you mate!
Happy festive spirits Inc. Especially the one with the red and black label you used to get from Tesco in town. :) Have a good one.
Hope!? One drifting snowflake is uniquely exquisite. Millions together is majesty of a different order. Join the chorus.
agree with ish, but other interpretations valid. nice piece inc.
Hope, somewhat like beauty, lies in the eye of the beholder!
Just this amazingly simple experience of watching a falling flake of snow can have tremendously many, if not infinite interpretations- based on our subjective dispositions!
Hope is right there in it, surrounding it, if there is a will to hope! A falling snowflake epitomized normalcy, peace, tranquillity, calmness; along with inconsequential lack of hopelessness. It needs to fall down, wants to fall down, and so is falling down. Drifting Down. Down and Down! (I love these lines!)
And so too you, my dear friend, can be sure of achieving the very thing you wish to, but the lack of visible hope is making you sceptical of achieving!
Sumedh
How beautifully descriptive - and howmelancholy.
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