The lie I told...

SPOILER ALERT: If you are here to read the challenge, I mistakenly linked to my blog in my haste to figure out what I was going to write and missed Rachael's directions to link the post so click here  to get to CHALLENGE #1!.

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OUT MY WINDOW

A flutter of paper-white wafer
quietly filtering onto the ground
the single flake quietly
evanescing into earth 
to be quickly followed
by another and another
until the air is aswarm with alabaster crystals
Quietly they find their way 
down 
to where the earth cradles the white flakes 
producing a dappled landscape 
until the browns of winter are asphyxiated, 

leaving behind a stifling blanket of white. 

The hold of darkness is released and the earth glows, 

producing an ethereal beauty that can be felt 

in the silence of the soul. 

Artists and poets attempt to capture the somber beauty 

but their efforts fall short 

resulting in a copy of very poor relief.

With the ascending sun 

the broadcast of school closings! 

the Silence is broken. 

A collective shout for joy is heard 

among the children of the community 

as they anticipate a day full of adventure... 


But to my older, weatherworn frame
with the snow 

comes temperatures that benumb the bones

and freeze the toes

days are short 

and the SAD days of the past are fought off with an effort

The roads are afright 

and the traffic's a terrible plight
in spite of the beauty  

or the poetic nature of the fluffy whiteness that bedecks the

trees outside my window 
I will tell you

I HATE SNOW! 

Lisa Potts did indeed get it correct! As did Anonymous who shall remain anonymous... 


P.S. to all those who guessed Einstein... Einstein's name was used for creative license only so you weren't wrong obviously I could not literally argue with Einstein as he is a dead man unless I am a medium and channel him (which I am not and do not!). But I do have an annoying habit that if I feel that I am right about something, I will not let it go, I will argue about it (and I will research it to find out if I am right to make sure- if I am wrong, however, I generally admit to my incorrectitude).

P.S.S. to any who guessed stage fright-- you are right, I do not. I was not describing stage fright but rather a quirk that I have- I am a singer and I visualize the sheet music in my head as I sing. However if I lose my place while I am singing I am doomed! I have to start over or stand there completely speechless-- which has happened a few times to my embarrassment!!!

P.S.S.Yes, I do go a little blotto over an unfinished puzzle. I enjoy doing them so much that we have to make rules in the house to leave it alone or I'd sit and finish a puzzle in no time. I guess that's a sort of secret. I haven't ever told anyone that before although it's known in our household. My darling Mo makes me promise not to finish the puzzles while he's out if I'm home alone.