Mischievous Muse: First Snowflakes

Scholar, Writer, Mother, Dreamer. Editor of Luminarium, an online library for English Literature of the Middle Ages and Renaissance.

Thursday, December 07, 2006

The first snowflakes,
like dreams in miniature,
danced a nimble round,
fluttered an airy moment,
vanished with a touch.

Tags: Anniina's Poetry

madelineanne said...: Hi honey!
Beutiful poem!
I wanted to let you know that I saw your call yesterday but I was working for a fairly demanding boss and didn't dare risk the wrath for answering my cell.
I will try to call you later. I have an audition tonight that I'm fairly freaked about. It's for Heavenly in "Sweet Bird of Youth" for a director who once put on my audition cars "not much talent there" GAH!
Love you!; December 08, 2006 11:30 AM
Mophia said...: Madelineanne- rock his socks off w/ your audition, then after the play is all done, in your interview: "Why yes, thanks to all the actors, who did such a great job. They are so talented. What? the director? ah, not much talent there." ~.^

Poem- nice sweet poem. i'll have you know that it's been around 5F the past several days, as a low temp here. BRRR! not too bad atm, only 21F (6wc); December 08, 2006 1:24 PM
Anniina said...: Madeline,- What a jerk! Why do you wanna work for him again? I'da punched him in the nose and said, "well, I always had talent for THAT."

Hope it went well, lovebug :) You coming over here soon?

Ist - Dang, I thought it was cold here, glad I'm not in Wisconsin. I need to move south, I do, I do. I cannot ABIDE this cold. My bones are too old :); December 09, 2006 2:22 AM
SzélsőFa said...: I like the poem, too.; December 09, 2006 8:24 AM