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Created on: January 06, 2010
Sleet clouds grey and heavy
Wind gusting and unsteady
Gloomy stormy frozen day
Elemental sent dismay
Colder breeze than brings the snow
Ice chips falling down below
To the ground that hissing comes
Chills the earth and blocks the sun
Weights the trees grass and air
Hues the sky and darkens there
Sleet whispers its dreary rhyme
Of a thoughtful mindful time
And a pleasing calming hint
Yet a surreal distant tint
Purpose known still often cursed
Until the ice rain has dispersed
And winds unsteady, clouds of grey
Scatter to let the sun shine away
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Poetry: Sleet
Is it rain?
Is it snow?
I think the answer is no
Whatever sleet is
I wish it would go
Driving down hard
Torrents and
And as we rounded bluff and cape,
Our sails tacked and compass due,
The clouded banks set mouths agape,
As lightning snaked,
Tiny shavings of ice blowing across the sky,
perhaps God's having a giant snow cone, or maybe
the snow had a falling out.
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