God's Lil' Snowflakes
God’s lil’ Snowflake
Snowflakes are denizens
Of cold winter sky
Drawn from grey clouds
To icy drifts, where they lie
They blanket bare limbs
Of cold shivering trees
Through which they swim
Like swarms of crystalline bees
Individually formed,
no two are alike…and which with,
Mother Nature, the artist
Paints her canvas of white
Each snowflake is a delight
The best of which is among
The delight in a child’s eyes
When snowflake lights on the tongue
poem by David Whalen
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White... Quiet
The day of her funeral
they came in their thousands
to bless her final rest
snowflake upon snowflake
falling into the empty endless grave
as if prayer
upon prayer
until all was white...quiet.
No people ever came
then...& now.
As a child
she held the treasure
of the first snowflakes falling
one by one
resting on her eyelids
(her mind blossoming
into awe & wonder)
tasting them upon her tongue
as if the sky was shedding itself
the snowflakes came
in their thousands
erasing the language
of the landscape
like a child's drawing
all things dressed in white
all things held in silence.
The day of her funeral
they came in their thousands
snowflake upon snowflake
untill all
was white
...quiet.
poem by Dónall Dempsey
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The Impossibility Of Identical Snowflakes
Once upon a time
throughout most of
the twentieth century
it was believed no
two snowflakes
could be exactly alike.
Mathematically it is
highly unlikely
for two snowflakes
to be exactly alike.
This is due to
the roughly
10 to power 19
water molecules
which make up
a snowflake.
Snowflakes grow
at different rates
in different patterns.
The snowflake
growth rate pattern
probabilities vary
depending on
changing temperature
changing humidity
within the atmosphere
the snowflake
growth falls through
on its journey
to the ground
gravity induced.
The dawn birth
of snowflake
scientific research
began in 1885
initial attempts
to identify find
identical twin snowflakes
by photographing
thousands of snowflakes.
Wilson Alwyn Bentley
using a microscope
found the wide variety
of classic snowflakes
forms known today
in eye matching detail.
Probability theory
holds it is more likely
that two snowflakes
could become virtually
identical if their changing
temperature humidity
environments
were
similar enough.
Matching snow crystals
were discovered in
Wisconsin USA in 1988.
The crystals were not traditional
flakes but hollow hexagonal prisms
true moral of the snowflake story?
If you want to spend years
trying to identify
identical snowflakes in eye
matching detail; do not use error
random eye memory method
use instant point match computer.
poem by Terence George Craddock
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Snowflakes Falling
Snowflakes, falling, from miraculous heights.
Snowflakes, falling, on a cold winter's night.
Snowflakes, falling, airy and light.
Snowflakes, falling, on a cold winter's night.
Snowflakes, falling, a blanket of white.
Snowflakes, falling, on a cold winter's night.
Snowflakes, falling, crystalline delight.
Snowflakes, falling, on a cold winter's night.
poem by Ben Payton
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Mother Nature Can Be Fickle
Winter’s cold is Mother Nature’s way
Of saying, lie with me now, lay your head on my breast
It’s snow, a blanket under which to lay
Neath a crystal cover, enjoying winter's cold caress
Frost rimed windows … Mother Nature’s art
Icy abstractions painted with frosty finesse
Crystalline concoctions that form only a part
Of Mother Natures wonderful winter largesse
Ice coated limbs of slope shouldered trees
droop drowsily down as if fallen asleep
Unable to sway in winter’s frigid breeze
Appear as white mounds, when the snow drifts deep
The stillness one hears on cold winter nights
Broken by the sudden crack of ice laden boughs
The ethereal essence of undulating northern lights
Headlights in the sky for Nature’s snowplows
All is withdrawn, in awe of Nature’s might
Willingly waiting, deep neath frozen ground
Safely sequestered, from winter’s cruel bite
In warm tunnels and burrows, til spring comes around
Mother Nature invites winter into her domain
Cohabits with coldness, wantonly sleeps with Jack frost
Yet finds cold winter quickly falls to disdain
Invites in the spring…and tells winter to get lost
Mother Nature is fickle…and also the boss!
poem by David Whalen
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Breath Of Creation
Today, I breathed into the air,
two cups of moisture… as I do everyday
which was absorbed by the atmosphere
in some arcane, yet everyday way
To couple with clouds…the cold…
and a mote of dust…to take
The wondrous form of…
A crystalline snowflake
What in my most delirious dreams
Tis a heartwarming thought
To be a bit of the creation, of Nature’s schemes
My essence, and breath have wrought.
no one gives thought Of simple inhalations,
Of everyday breaths… ordinary inspirations
Yet in every exhalation… everyone takes
A part in the creation…of snowflakes
poem by David Whalen
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Airborn Seeds
seeds fall
out of the bosom
of the air,
the seed
of each
unique
snowflake
born,
born from
the bosom
of mother nature,
the milk
of her
winter
nurturing
woven landscape,
the seed
are the snowflakes
born from
the cloud-folds
of her garments shaken,
soon to be shaken,
'Over the woodlands brown and bare'.
Quoted line from ‘Snowflakes’ by Henry Wadsworth Longfellow
poem by Terence George Craddock
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I Am Snow
I am Snow, I am
I am cold, be damned
I am silent long
I am silent song
I am quiet like
Falling snow at night
I am peaceful...yes
Here on Earth as guest
I am often random
Snowflake not in tandem
Different drummers beat
Destiny to meet
I am beauty wasted
Snowflake seldom tasted
Changing always, ever
Quirky winter weather
I am sometime Blizzard
Hostile, weak-willed wizard
Havoc in my wake
Causing souls to shake
I am Snow I am
I can grow, I can
Sky of beauty white
Touching Heaven's light
poem by Kenneth Snow
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Winter Symphony
Autumn colors have gone
Birds fled south with their song
Snowflakes cover the earth quietly
Night extends through the hours
Coolly lit by the stars
The pulse of life slows silently
Cuddle up in a cozy nook
With a warm drink and a book
Within a winter symphony
Somewhere children outside
Screamin down a daredevil slide
Rosy-cheeked bundles of cold-weather clothes
Hear the winter winds howl
Pierced by the hoot of an owl
Fingers of frost take a nip at my nose
Cuddle up in a cozy nook
With a warm drink and a book
Within a winter symphony
Winter symphony
Snowflake fantasy
Warms my heart like a tropic sea
There the sun always shines
There youll always be mine
All in a winter symphony
Winter symphony
Snowflake fantasy
Warms my heart like a tropic sea
There the sun always shines
There youll always be mine
All in a winter symphony
song performed by by Beach Boys
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A snowflake passed this way
Fragile is the mind
That cannot see a friend
Fragile too is the snowflake
Seeking sanctuary on my window sill
Both are anonymous to the world
The dreamers will see many snow flakes
Whose beauty we can only imitate
Within this gift, there is a place
That reminds us of the summer days to come
A garden for the soul
Where Friends are bees
That pollinates the spirit with love
For you too are part of a fragile world
Seeking life’s journey
A visitor within a snowflake
Beautiful and Unique
Born to melt away
In the heat of time
For it is an honour to know a life that others did not
To be chosen by this snowflake on my window sill
A memory for my garden to keep
And perhaps that is enough for anyone’s existence
poem by Steven Cooke
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Iced snowflake tears laugh
At winter's cold shining sun
Spears for another day
haiku by Ken e Hall
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Winter Nurturing
unique snowflake born
from bosom of mother nature
milk of winter nurturing
poem by Terence George Craddock
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Glorious Winter
Come, oh most glorious Winter
Be quick to lay your silence down
Blanket us with your white coverlet
And i will wear my Green Christmas gown...
We will revel in your snowflakes-
Delight in a skate upon your iced over pond
Build forts and ramparts with much glee
Form a White Winter Bond...;
Come, oh most glorious Winter
We welcome your haunting White Noise...
All your white lanes all aglitter
Trees branches weighted-with White Winter Poise;
All agleaming and crisp making...
Comes thru the Decembers quick air
Completely dressed up in your Winter White
Oh, most Glorious White Winter, so fair!
poem by Theodora Onken
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Snowflake
When the day dawns
Bright and crisp,
The snow yet to fall
Hovers on the horizon
In laden black clouds.
The chill air hangs ice,
Breathing on trees,
Sliding down drain pipes
Making zylophone icicles,
Playing a winter's tune
The wind whips scintilling,
Vibrating the telephone lines.
An aolian harp, zinging,
Then a silence covers the land,
Shivering in antisipation......
Awaiting the first snowflake.
P. H. Brookes Copyright 2012.
poem by Paul Brookes
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Magic in the Air
See the frost rise
every breath you take
masking what's really there
but never going away
Snowflake, one shape, and then another
Oh yes! It's Christmas the time is finally here
Lights so bright and colorful
the twinkle in your eyes
really comes out now
I smile at him
He soon returns it
Caught up in the moment
Just indescribable
So cold but yet his every touch
warms me by the second
kisses so passionate
feeling the love between us
falling a sleep in each other arms
such a magical night
poem by Brandi Dybala
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Will Nature At A Time Be Really Lost? (Cavatina Sequence)
(after Archibald MacLeish)
Will nature at a time be really lost,
no snowflake fall
as the world becomes extremely hot,
while big and small
live in a man-made kind of sheer hot hell?
If man kills all;
the fish, each bird, each animal and tree,
what's living will at a time, no more be.
No bird will sing, or even be flying,
tranquility
will be gone in a world as stark as stone,
each thing lovely,
each leaping fish, diving crying great eagle
will die slowly,
when all of the ozone layer is gone
and the greenhouse effect just lingers on.
[Reference: 'The Snowflake Which Is Now And Hence Forever' by Archibald MacLeish.}
poem by Gert Strydom
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Equinox girl
Fall-winter girl,
Sparkling, wise
Words trail off
Fashions capsize
Kinesthetic, her eyes
Evoke snowflake moments
Of past mall-winter skies.
poem by Mandira Mitra
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Still Beautiful
I see a million torn up moments
of the rarest happiness
Each one a dancing snowflake
A piece of memory
It's the ghost of days gone by
Lay them tight across this old town
In the silence of your smiling face
You move to me
And you are still beautiful
You are still beautiful
In this cold white night
Still shining bright
Still beautiful
Regrets the cold wind that I know
and it will not let me be
and hopes your smiling face
can still can set me free
And you are still beautiful
You are still beautiful
In this cold white night
Still shining bright
Still beautiful
song performed by by Chris Rea
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Selective
Those that write...
Know there is no easy way to it,
To get it done.
But to do it.
Plagiarist are quick to quote,
And lift whole passages.
With attempts to have their theft flow.
As if one's style can not be recognized.
One who writes,
Knows this upon sight.
It is similar to a game of chess...
Played out like life.
And at one's best.
The more one becomes aware of the game...
It is not who plays,
But how well they do it.
With a signature imprint that is left,
To impress with style.
That separates them from the rest.
And 'that' a plagiarist does not GET!
Even God intended to create,
And make each snowflake...
Unique and different.
A 'purest' would know!
All trees do not bear leaves.
Some bear pine.
Yet few, if any, grow ungrounded.
'Are you talking about trees?
Or plagiarists?
Or or or...chess or both?
What ARE you talking about? '
~Neither.
I want to emphasize the unique,
And different images of each snowflake...
God makes.~
'And I 'listen' to this? '
~That's the point I make exactly.
You have 'chosen' to be selective.
Others are not so particular.
They will pick up and run with anything.~
'And...
I might add.
That is b-a-r-e, 'bare'.'
~Oh?
A selective purest who is also a reading critic?
With time to discern proper word usage?
You should apply that kind of discretion,
To your game.
Perhaps you wouldn't lose as often~
'It's your turn.
Just make a move, okay? '
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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More Lovely phrases winter 09
Silvery angels,
Clear cold crystal creeks
Fresh Christmas trees
Frost reddened cheeks
Plump pillows of snow
Pine boughs in repose
Crystalline snowflakes
Cold lunar moon glows
Tangles of tinsel
Rainbows of lights
Presents beribboned
Kaleidoscope sights
Sprinkles of stardust
Icy white, moon beams
Crisp crackle of winter
Happy Christmas eve dreams
More random phrases
This time tis of cold and ice
With no plan and no pattern
To you I pray they sound nice
I’d like to say to ye, before I go
A very merry Christmas and
a happy new year to ye all
From a humble poet….
David O
poem by David Whalen
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Winter fun
Delicious snowflake
floating perfect then melting
on my outstretched tongue
poem by Michael Shepherd
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