The cover photo on this page is a photo of an upside down snowman. Describe what you do with snow after it falls to the ground. (Photo prompt inspired by the recent Northeast, USA snow fall- by Marcella Leff, administrator)
You may write a poem in any style or form but it must be inspired by this picture. Post the poem only. You may post as many poems as you want but comments are counted per poem only.
Winner will be judged by the most original comments. One person can make many comments but only counts as one comment for winning at the end of the time limit. Your own comments do not count because you cannot judge your own poem.
Contest will be from January 27 until February 3, 9:30 pm. All members are invited to enter this contest. You can add your friends to join. Challenge them.
Administrators may post examples of poems but are not eligible to win.
A new prompt will be posted every week.
I write for this Facebook group. I decided to write it on here and then transfer the poem to the contest. I hope this is alright with them. I usually try to write the poem right on the site; but not much room for errors and correcting. Here at WordPress, I have so much more space.
Poetry Contest, 1/27/15-2/3/15
Giggles and running noses
Not afraid of the cold
A six year-old romps in the snow.
Free as a bird
No worries at all
Play real hard til mama calls.
Trying hard to stand on my head
Touching his carrot, is it real?
Look in his eyes and his love I can feel.
Mr. Smowman is my best friend
I want to bring him inside
But mama says he would cry and run away and hide.
Supper is over
Bath is done
I look outside wishing I could have more fun.
I call him Frosty
I like that name
When I get up we are going to play more games.
Then one day the temps warmed up
I put my coat and boots on to play
I cried to mama, he’s gone away.
Mama held me and hugged me tight
She said it will be okay.
That as soon as it snows again he will be back to play.
Every day I look out my windows
And feel sad when I see no snow
I pray with all my heart that he will surely show.
Please God, don’t take my friend away
I miss him really bad
If you can bring him back, I will be so glad.
The night was cold and it was supposed to snow
I scurried in bed and closed my eyes real tight
When I woke in the morning I squealed in delight.
There stood Mr. Frosty
Smiling with his big grin
I raced and stood beside him, my dear old favorite friend.