A Field of Hugs
By Richard L. Provencher
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‘Snow is water vapour
frozen in the upper
atmosphere and falling
to earth in crystal form.’
(c) Collins Gage Canadian
Early arrivals sprinkle
from a sky overloaded with
dire weather warnings &
slam into the landscape
seeking every hidden crevice
masking each rock &
countless bulges of topsoil.
Now a comforting wall
of hugging snow
lays atop everything in sight-
its flatness in white
denotes an aura of purity
& innocence – of peaceful
intentions
in a brou-ha-ha of life.
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It certainly comes across as
It certainly comes across as a peaceful, still and beautiful scene. Thank you, good to 'see' in the brouhaha around! Rhiannon
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An evocation of the white
An evocation of the white stuff, excellent Richard.
Dougie Moody
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A peaceful blanket of snow
A peaceful blanket of snow quieting the brou-ha-ha. Reading your poem I could see the first flakes drifting down from the vapor laden clouds and covering the trash and uneven roads, until it is pristine with winter's paint. I enjoyed this poem very much. 
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