A Ski Related Sonnet (Poetry Related)

[glademaster]

Written by yours truly, IMHO its pretty shitty, but I thought I'd share anyway.

The Storm

Flakes swirl slowly down, floating around me,
Focus is soft, muted, yet crystal clear
Alone, I marvel at possibility
That lies so distant and also so near.

Beckoned down, by the ethereal trees
I float, weightless, silence surrounds all,
Time measured in turns, rushing past my knees
A world of green, muted by the white wall.

Storm skiing, a world of blatant contrast
Cotton ball snowflakes, a gift from Above
A single turn makes me forget the past
A single run makes me believe in love.

However superficial it may seem
Days like these are of what I often dream.



Feel free to rip on me for it, or offer any thoughts/opinions/critisisms.

[Duker]

Just a touch fruity for my taste. BUt not too bad. Next time add some FKNA's and Sickbirds.

[glademaster]

It was written for an English 2 class with a teacher who loves poetry, not the message board, I just thought I'd share anyway.

[ak_powder_monkey]

you shouldn't have mentioned you were skiing but instead alluded to boning a chick that would confuse anyone who doesn't ski

I dug the idea about contrast