Thursday, December 3, 2020

Snow Ghosts


The season's first snow

Swirls about like wisps of smoke 

On road surfaces.

 


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Phantom breaths of air 

Shift and dissipate like ghosts

Under passing cars.

 



4 comments:

Shelley Burbank said...

Love these little poems of yours.

Deb said...

Thanks - they're a lot of fun to create, too.

Wendy said...

Love this!

Deb said...

Thanks, Wendy.