NT ( / Ireland)

Drunk With Wonder

My lover is outside
brushing the deep powder
from the apricot tree
while I lie here
in the softness of light
and the stillness of snow,

I do not have to die
to taste heaven-
all day long
Christmas on the ground
all this whiteness floating around.

Last night
I got drunk on a snowflake
now the glow of the fire,
this hot cup of tea
and the white hush of silence
on all I see.

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Comments (5)

Wonder Lines..If too I got drunk on a snowflake now the glow of the fire, this hot cup of 'LOVE' and the white hush of silence on all I see. 10++
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A depiction of serenity and contentness painted by a beautiful word picture. I do not have to die to taste heaven. Great piece of work
Last night I got drunk on a snowflake now the glow of the fire, this hot cup of tea and the white hush of silence on all I see.. beautiful lines...... very very poetic, so united with the beauties of nature.....amd telling delights of the wonder that you experience. thank you dear poetess. tony
Christmas on the ground all this whiteness floating around Magical lines for a magical scene And the pure softness of now. Sadly where I live in the Fylde we seem to be limited to one brief snowfall each winter. It goes in less than a day. I think it's the salt air Your poem takes me back to mountains above Innsbruck. What fun we had! Loved your poem