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Literary Hook: White crystal blanket gives way to green carpet of spring
By Christine Swanberg
Author and Poet
We’ve just passed that in-between season, not quite winter and not quite spring. The following poem by Cleo Johnson, a Rock River Times favorite poet, captures that season well.
As a member of the Wednesday writers’ group, Johnson continues to work on improving her poems so they can give readers a positive feeling and some sort of identification with their own lives and observations.
She is fond of traveling, meeting new people and, in general, trying to add a little sunshine to brighten every day.
Clouds bulging with water glide across the sky
And pass through freezing air
Aching to drop their heavy load
Where water turns to sparkling crystal flakes
As flakes drift in slow motion to the ground
They elegantly cover everything
Cars, buildings with large peaked roofs
Birdhouse roofs, yards, fields, lawns
Roads turn white like pearl silk ribbons
Disappearing in the distance
People, critters, abandoned nests in trees
Are gently covered, warmed and enclosed
In a pure pristine whiteness
a blanket appears to cover scars
And the evidence of people
To insulate plants and small animals
Under its shelter, warming them all
The white crystal blanket protects everything
Until the warm spring air comes again and
Changes it all to a soothing smooth carpet of green
Christine Swanberg is a local author and poet.
From the May 2-8, 2012, issue