I gazed toward the sky In early morning, spreading Out the window, light gathering Seeing a tempest unfurl Amazed by whirlwinds The arrival of the snow A snow fall so lovely Dancing through galaxies Freezing water, drifting, falling In dizzying bliss Whitewashing over time, on town housetops Yards and parking lots sparkling Cars, milky, with new drippings With solidified tears from the sky Whilst drowsy skies yawn away With ring around the moon In a stalemate, of frigid disconnect The whiteness is obscuring The greater part of the snow Condensing like a vapor As night sparkle rises Walk puddlings develop Swings turf to mush Icicles trickling Oozing, without end, every moment Melting into plashet Splashing, sploshing, wading No more snowy, for any to see © daniel miltz