Just ask any child:
snow has a smell. These flakes are
pure confirmation.
(Thanks to the women of One Deep Breath
for their continuing inspiration.
The best writing for me has always had a kind of
"I'll know it when I feel it" quality.
Last night's snow, and the way children
seem always to be willing it into existence,
seemed connected, somehow.)
snow has a smell. These flakes are
pure confirmation.
(Thanks to the women of One Deep Breath
for their continuing inspiration.
The best writing for me has always had a kind of
"I'll know it when I feel it" quality.
Last night's snow, and the way children
seem always to be willing it into existence,
seemed connected, somehow.)
14 comments:
Gorgeous poem.
I personally love the way the air smells when it's about to snow!
cool, that's so true :)
Oh yes, I love the smell of clean, crisp cold air and snowfall. Lovely poem.
Nice ku. When I first read it I thought I can just imagine a child sniffing at snowflakes! (Forgive me, I can be very literal minded for someone who loves and tries to write poetry.) Then I remembered the smell of the air before any sort of storm...:-) And, oh, yes, don't children will so much joy into life?
Children love the simple things and put so much joy in to life.
Your words have captured that essence.
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Hee hee! It's so true! I haven't smelled that smell in a while living down here in Florida! It's the crispness to the air, I think!
Just lovely!
It so does! Delightful
My hisband always smells the snow before it arrive. Neat.
We don't get that smell very often round here....
Spot on.
Great observation about little ones. I wish we could all feel that delight.
So many things with these few lines: childish wonder, the crisp smell of winter, the joy in all of it. Beautiful!
You are right they do catch that smell in the air and start to bust loose... snow snow snow!
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