Sunday, 28 November 2010


Sunday 28th November 2010, A. Palmer

The statement you scrawled in snow
stuck upon my bonnet for a fair few miles,
until an uphill straight caused your escrow
to flake in perfect intervals,
and vanish to the hills like ashes from an urn.

First the L, then the A. Last,
the heart splintered into a wind that thinned the skins
of Twyford trees and of us- cast
out to a crestfallen sorrow in your eyes
and a lost-lamb look to see if I could stretch my skills

to catch the sugary frostlets at the wheel,
and reconstruct our pairing like Roman tiles.
Instead, I thawed the icicles of your ordeal
by remarking that our love was now eternal,
fostered by Mother Nature to return

on a day like this each and every year.
It would fall just as December begins
and blanket us to ensure we still cohere.
What’s more, it’d still descend from those skies
long after our ashes had settled together in the hills.


  1. Great use of the title and excellent wordplay throughout the poem. Well done detailed descriptions. Cheers

  2. wow - i love the use of imagery in here - tight and nice write arron

  3. Great write Arron. Love and Light, Sender

  4. wow... love the depth and word-play here. great imagery!

  5. tried to reply to your e-mail but got a mail delivery error your mailbox full maybe...?

  6. great to see you share the snow with me...a great read..very well written...cheers pete

  7. Thank you all so much guys for your kind and warm comments, they're needed with all this snow and cold weather! Seriously though, your reviews are greatly appreciated.

    And Claudia, my inbox is far from full sadly! I have sent you a second email with an alternative email address (from AOL), perhaps you will have more luck with that one. Thanks :)

  8. Dear Arron

    A great verse.. and your last lines were amazing...
    'What’s more, it’d still descend from those skies
    long after our ashes had settled together in the hills.'
    Perfectly said...

    ॐ नमः शिवाय
    Om Namah Shivaya
    Twitter: @VerseEveryDay

  9. Wonderful words and great flow of the poetry, I can feel the cold from here. Great read!^^~