Blanket of Snow

It was dark,
It was cold,
It was winter.
She woke from troubled dreams,
Of monsters and corridors.
It had been a tossing
And turning
Kind of night.
So imagine her delight
When she peeked outside
To see a blanket of snow.
A blanket with an eerie
Early morning glow.
Her family slept,
So out she crept,
To the snow.
The blanket stretched for miles,
Lumps and bumps marked places,
Where shrubs and flowers
Hid their faces.
The blanket was perfect.
No holes.
No creases.
Perfectly laundered,
White as…
Soon it would go.
Of that she was sure,
So for now,
She danced and twirled,
Sashayed and swirled,
In this perfect blanket,
Which warmed her.
From the inside,


Today’s prompt is to write a poem which features an extended metaphor.

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7 Responses to Blanket of Snow

  1. wbdeejay says:

    This is absolutely delightful and reminds me of my childhood waking up and creeping about before anyone else in the house, to find my own moments of joy.


  2. words4jp says:

    This piece reminds me of just a few short months ago – when there was a blanket of snow. It was so terribly cold, but there was something so magical and beautiful and carefree.


  3. Really lovely Pooky; dont know now you manage a poem a day! Xx


  4. This was delightful, Pooky, and I could feel “her” excitement through your words!


  5. C. E. Coburn says:

    Wonderful prompt. I came across this on Blurred Lines blog. Here is my go at it:

    Thank you for the inspiration!


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