the plural of snow
is snow, how flakes join and fall
into one wholeness
winter is
less snow and more wait
for melting
in ten words, it spirals soft
from sky to earth
the first snow
we never want to let go
the second and third ones
are what leave us so numb
it is time for ice
and the light brush
of white snow brings
snow
white erasure
I shovel
what obliterates everything
snow
snowfall
winter’s beauty
covers this everything
with whiteness we shape angels in
snowfall
the radar-generated snow
falls, like feathers
from ripped pillows
I taste winter
with my tongue
and breathe
in this coldness
like oxygen
the spirit opens
to take deeper
the snow comes
gently, and with softness
in a careful arrangement of atoms
the snow comes
like sky broken into crumbs
but each one flawless
the snow comes
gently, and with softness
***for Dverse
Susan Daniels Poetry 
we finally got our first snow yesterday…i was so happy…so cool as well how you looked at snow all the different ways…love making snow angels…and snowball fights…think i like the last one best…
Thanks, Brian–that last one is my fav too! Love playing in snow, but my fav is coming in and thawing out 😉
oooohhhh…nice…. very cool on the different takes…and i just loved feathers
from ripped pillows….and now i want some snow…..smiles
Awww–skip on over to the Buffalo Snow Belt–we have LOADS… Always willing to share. Glad you enjoyed.
I love what you’ve done here and I’m looking out the window at blue sky and snow (a wonderfully odd experience). The exploration really deepens the meaning and the short form works magically with the iterations. Fantastic work!
Anna, thank you I really enjoyed the exercises listed here, and am certain I will try more of these–really had fun.
Lovely reflections on snow, Susan… I especially like:
in ten words, it spirals soft
from sky to earth
the first snow
Thanks, Laurie!
My favorite stanza is the ‘stone white erasure’ one. It definitely does that to everything both ugly and beautiful as it comes to earth and settles for its stay!
Thanks, Mary–it really does that 😉
this is great, susan. loved this piece:
the first snow
we never want to let go
the second and third ones
are what leave us so numb
so true…
Miriam–thank so much You picked out my clerihew play on snow 😉
I love snow sooooo much!! This is really great!! 🙂
Katie–thank you
Deceptively simple – love the word plays
Thank you so much–I loved stringing these forms together 😉
liked how you elaborated on one topic… nice
Oh, thank you so much! This really was fun.
Great views: the beautiful, the dangerous, mechanical and imaginary!
Thanks, Sabio! It was a lot of fun.
This wonderful, I can’t remember snow, has been a long time since I was playing in it but your words seemed to fall softly like snow…I really got caught up in this one. I like the idea of writing poetry in this way, you’ve made it come together so beautifully. 🙂
Thanks, Dianne–I think I am going to craft a snow shadorma now–the challenge was to write about the same thing 25 different ways, and I wimped out at 9, so I think I will add a few more forms in here, depending how they fall 😉
Like the different takes on snow, my favorite though is the last one ~
We just had a big one today, and more tomorrow ~
Thanks, Grace Still trying to get to 25…you too with the more tomorrow? Stay warm and safe
..”he first snow..we never want to let go…the second and third ones…are what leave us so numb…” – really like this Susan… we don’t have snow here in Philippines but the visuals you provide here give me an idea how it feels like to have snow come intimate to one’s skin… great as always… smiles…
Ahhh–the Philippines…warm and tropical. Glad you liked this
Love the first stanza, Susan … beautiful.
We’ve had no snow, just lots and lots and lots of rain 😦
Thanks, Polly…That was all we had, but now we have about 1.5 feet of it 😉
Loving it…
A beautiful piece full of so true descriptions of snow. I especially like feathers from ripped pillows 🙂 My own remembrance of snow is the silence of it. The last stanza is my favourite and perhaps silence could be added as the last word as you have already used softness…. just a thought:)
Ah—what a wonderful idea, but then I mess up my triolet form. Will have to think about smashing the form for beauty. Tempting.
No don’t do that 🙂 It’s great.
OK, I’ll behave–this time!
Love this one.
Thanks, Terry 😉
This is a wise way in which to spend one’s time: “I shovel what obliterates everything”
🙂 thanks, Jasmine
I seem to like thinking on snow more in July than on the advent of January, what with wrestling the snowblower and slippery feet, but better in word than outside the window.
I know exactly what you mean, having just come back from the store, driving up the hill sideways 😉