Shall strength be found in most fragile of flakes
That melt before the heat of angry rays
Disappear, dissolve, in fierce seas and lakes
Can one alone halt traffic on highways
Can that delicate drop precipitate
A fall of snow that fills the chasm’s void
Though uniquely formed it has no great weight
Singularly, too easily destroyed
Crystallised cohesion in pearlised chains
Strengthened beauty around the nuclei
Forging links, formed from irritating grains
Precious snowflakes blind disbelieving eyes
On collision course with an avalanche!
Accumulated pressure shall advance!
There is power in numbers.
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Exactly! An avalanche in the making.
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You bet.
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For such an tiny presence, it is very soft, gentle and a beauty to behold momus. But like anything else in a group, it can become dangerous 😀
Well written my friend, may your snowflakes be the gentle kind 😀
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I’m one of the ‘snowflakes’ in this case, Mark. These days that’s an insult, if thrown, but those throwing should watch out for the power of many. Snowball fight anyone? 😉
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Ah, I misunderstood! Then in that case, I’d like to join you, and cast a few in a particular direction. The many can be an avalanche…a very big white one 😀
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A life lesson in metaphor?
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Getting a teeny-weeny wee bit scunnered by Brexiteers and Trumpeteers thinking that anyone of the liberal-leftie-leaning variety is a ‘snowflake’. Just reminding myself, and anyone else, what many snowflakes can do together. And this snowflake refuses to be turned yellow. Let it snow! 😉
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Trump =The Emperor; Farage = Darth Vader; the likes of you and me The Rebels. I think we win in the end.
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How on earth did I miss this last evening! Silky smooth poem with a sting of proper satire. Sadly these are not the times we compassionate ones are tolerated by the ‘others’…those ‘others’ still tempted to kick the ball into the net long after the ref has blown the whistle…more points, more point scoring is all they seem to seek. A divided nation, impossible to unify, ignorant of the lessons of history. If Hitler were alive today he’d be in his element.
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And, sadly, looks like it’ll get worse before it gets better. Strange times ahead, Mike.
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Certainly does.
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I take this as a call to action. Sorely needed here, at least. Sigh. Beautiful, delicate, refreshing, nourishing snow-poem, Anne-Marie.
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Avalanches from little snowflakes, Beth. No to be underestimated.x
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