Poem -
The snowplow driver
The Snow White blanketΒ
Fell upon the night.
Up like a soldier IβmΒ
Made to fight
Emeaculte beauty
As far as the eye can seeΒ
In the tree on the roads
Every part of me,
wants to say no
But to say noΒ
is to go brokeΒ
Its not the cold..
Its just so beautifull
No breadΒ
no food for the stove.
For the city needs cleared roadsΒ
And I need a piece of the gold.
Β
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Comments
lovely refrain, the cadence is spectacular!
Dear Edward,
One can feel the beauty of snow's blanket, as well as the Plowman's conflict, in your lovely crafted poem.
Peace and Love,
Larry xxx
Thank you larry
Hi!Β I am working on a blog post that I plan on submitting to Holy Hen House Magazine.Β I would like to include your poem or part of your poem.Β I am not getting paid to write the post and it may not get chosen to be published in the December magazine...but it would be fun regardless.Β Please let me know if I have permission to use part or all of your poem.Β My post is going to be about getting plowed down by life....and God being there to pave our way and make our paths open.Β PS.Β This poem is perfect!
Thanks!Β Christine Tulledge
cmtulledge@gmail.com
Well idk id like to get some credit atleast i am trying to get my foot in the door somewere to make a career out of it ...maby if i help ypu u could help me