It almost snowed this morning;
odd flakes distracted in the air,
like girls with secret crushes
blushing in his sideways stare.
I almost loved a woman;
odd moments that connected,
like snowflakes sparkling in her hair –
yet which, as courage, later melted.
We almost spoke of feelings;
unsaid, not settling; but biding,
baying – like wolves in winter
from mountains with dusk falling.
Lives almost changing daily,
and landscapes almost smothered
by almost snow and almost love:
almost makes us days to covet.
Actually from a week ago – it’s got warmer since then.
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wonderful use of almost
I agree with Paul, and what lovely metaphors!
Nice repetition on “almost”. I liked the phrase “almost smothered
by almost snow “. It almost makes one glad it didn’t actually snow.
I like the refrain “almost”, like it could have an almost different meaning ~
In my mind this setting is white and grey, perfect for the mood of the piece. Well done!
Yes–almost covers a universe of events an feelings, doesn’t it. How many almosts we all have!
That almost is what our days are made of… maybe we should cope with almost and enjoy it waiting,
Such an enchanting write!❤️
I love your almost words, especially liking your second stanza which made me smile.
Thank you Anna
Beautiful piece. 🙂
I liked everything about this piece, and I now have a new appreciation for the word “almost” ! Great read!
Many thanks Bev