Lavender

Feb 22, 2021

Snowman

He was somewhat round,
though not quite perfect,
in that,
he leaned to one side,
much like the Tower of Pisa
covered in snow.

He was tall and handsome,
though not quite debonair,
in that,
one arm protruded from his neck,
much like a fishing pole
dangling from a boat.

He was pleasant and amiable,
though not quite appealing,
in that,
one eye had fallen off,
much like a buttonhole without its button
on a heavy winter coat.

I had named him Galahad,
though not quite certain,
in that,
his gallantry became diluted,
much like the sopping ground
after the sun frightened him away.

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About This Poem

Style/Type: Free verse

Review Request Intensity: I want the raw truth, feel free to knock me on my back

Editing Stage: Editing - rough draft

About the Author

Country/Region: United States

Favorite Poets: I tend to read Ted Kooser

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Comments

Hi, Teddy

Poor snowmen in the area! A few days ago we had a foot of snow and frigid temps, now temp is 50*F and sunny! Farewell snowmen! :)
Thank you for reading and sharing your thoughts!
L

Laveder

If you could only see the smile and hear the chuckle upon reading this poem. How delightful it was

Hello, Chrys

Aw...if you could only know how much that pleases me!
Thank you for your generous comment!
L

he would have had a much longer life. We still have a lot of snow in our yard and in between the houses. We have had a few days above freezing, but he could have avoided the sun and just lost a little weight! I have seen a few of his relatives in the yards of the kids down the street, the ones with arms sticking out of various parts of their bodies and the ones that have discarded their scarves and coats in the heat. A fun read! ~ Geez.
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Hi, Geezer

I imagine within a few days our dear snowmen will be remembered by the piles of hats, gloves, sticks and carrots they left behind. Happy Winter! Come on Spring!
Thank you!
L

Dear Lavender;

oh, such artistry in snow deserves a prize. Reminds me of my first wood sculpture that prompted me to retire mallet and chisel. I had to join into the chorus of laughter . Your depiction of the snowman had that effect on me, LOL
Jerry

Hi, Jerry

Wood sculptures! Now that is art! I'm so glad you enjoyed the poem!
Thank you!
L

I'da loved to get to know him

I'da loved to get to know him, this transient chap you portray so well.
Guess he'll be back - someday !

Obi,,,,, ( psssst, loverly piece of poetry)

Hello, Obi

Transient chap! What a perfect description! I think you are right, he'll be back someday!
Thank you for reading and commenting!
L

Great imagery L! Who knew

Great imagery L! Who knew one could be a bit melancholy about the plight of snowmen? If this piece had been entered in the December contest, my effort would have been well behind this winning work. You nailed it, so I really have nothing to critique here - love it!

Best