The Blizzard!

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By: Wayne Brown



A cold, cold north wind growing into a squall


As large flakes of winter snow begin to lightly fall


Light and fluffy yet a stinging blast riding on the wind


Pound at one’s exposed face and hands time and again



The howl of the blowing wind through the trees


The snow coming hard already up to a child’s knees


The storm will rage throughout the long winter night


Leaving in its wake a deep blanket of winter’s white



Inside the house, safe and warm from the storm’s rage


I gaze out the window and watch Mother Nature on stage


The rage of the wind; intent on the howling anger of its sound


While quietly a blanket of deep snow piles up all around



It’s a blizzard they say; the locals call it a ‘blue norther’


The raging wind riding a strong front from Canada’s border


Hurrying through with no delay, blowing through night and day


The storm is Mother Nature’s saying that winter is here to stay



Morning rises to a world so quiet; no hint of the raging wind


Day has come to the world; life treks out into the world again


Deep, deep snow in all its quiet beauty creates a wintery sight


Coating then covering our little world; hiding it from our sight



Mother Nature has let us know that she is always in charge


Her message rides on the blizzard sent along its path to barge


But leaving a certain beauty behind, a wondrous blanket to behold


Telling us that even Mother Nature must have a heart and soul



The blanket of snow sparkles in the light of the morning sun


Children run about the neighborhood in excitement and fun


And if one listens close, somewhere bells jingle on a distant wind


Letting us know that Christmas time is nearing once again



The ‘norther’ quickens our step and mood for just a little while


We count down the time of its passing and dread its raging style


But then comes the morning with the quiet solitude of a snowy sunrise


When we gaze out and see the world dressed in blizzard’s prize



Could there be anything more tranquil than a blanket of winter snow?


Is there any greater form of quiet? Only God would surely know


All we can do is watch as the long blizzard’s rage has once begun


Then wake to an amazing sight compliments of the Father and the Son



©Copyright WBrown2012. All Rights Reserved.


8 January 2012


© 2012 Wayne Brown

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Faith Reaper 3 years ago from southern USA

Oh my goodness Wayne!!!

This is such beautiful poetry. Wow, I am blessed this morning to read your brilliant poetry. I must make it your way more often, and I am so sorry, as I did not know of your great gift of poetry. I stand amazed, and love how you have glorified our Lord God here too!

Voted up+++ and sharing

God bless you and Merry Christmas! In His Love, Faith Reaper


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WillStarr 3 years ago from Phoenix, Arizona

Hand me my jacket! Brr!

What a great word picture you have created, Wayne. Voted up and superb!


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Becky Katz 3 years ago from Hereford, AZ

This is really beautiful Wayne. I wish everyone wrote poetry like yours. I can understand it.


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vikkijov 3 years ago from Mystic, CT

Thank you for that! It was beautiful.


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fpherj48 3 years ago from Beautiful Upstate New York

Thirty miles south of Buffalo, NY, I can safely attest to intimate experiences with BLIZZARDS. Crazy as it may sound, I love the explicit 4 seasons.....that leave no doubt what time of year it is.....

After a few decades, we learn to go with the natural processes......

November to March.....resign to cold, snow and wind.....stock up, keep the wood pile high and enjoy the breathtaking beauty of falling flakes, while staying warm inside, with much-loved family.

You describe a wintry blizzard so perfectly, Wayne...but then, we've also gotten used to the beauty and natural flow of your magical poetry.

Up.....+++


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rcrumple 3 years ago from Kentucky

Wayne, I lived along the Gulf Coast for 14 years, and the one thing I found myself missing was the snow. Getting back to the North and seeing the blizzard come through was like experiencing the joys of childhood all over again ... at least until the next day when it came time to clean off the sidewalk and cars. Still, having four distinct seasons is impossible without the white stuff. Great poem!


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Wayne Brown 3 years ago from Texas Author

@Faith Reaper....Poke around my site a bit...about half of my hubs are poems....many are the inspirational type which I believe you will enjoy. Thanks much and Merry Christmas! ~WB

@WillStarr....That blizzard turns into dust storm down your way I am sure. Here in North Texas, we get a little too much ice and freezing rain in January and February...not much fun there although it is pretty to look at (for a while! LOL!) Thannks, Will...I appreciate the good words. ~WB

@Becky Katz....That is my singular most important focus for poetry, Becky...make it clear and understandable. Some find beauty in vague references while I believe it is found in just the right set of words. Thanks much! ~WB

@Vikkijov...Thank you. I appreciate the kind words. ~WB

@fpherj48...I guess that is why most folks will always return to the place of their birth....they like the weather for some reason. You certainly live in a region which one can experience the winter to the fullest. So glad to hear that you enjoy that otherwise it would be rather torturous. Thanks much! ~WB

@rcrumple....Thank you, Rich. I lived in Washington State for five years. The first year, I looked around and said, "gee, its raining, I'm depressed. After the third year, I was going "gee, I'm depressed and don't know why!". Most of us love the four seasons I think. I know the heat down here in Texas gets old and around Christmas time, it takes some of the seasonal feeling away...every now and then we get that "cold Christmas". Thanks much! ~WB


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drbj 3 years ago from south Florida

Thanks for making me feel the cold just briefly and visualizing the snow for a short time, Wayne, with your beautiful poetry. I do not miss the cold in southern Florida but there are times around the holidays when I miss the beauty of the fallen, unspoiled snow.


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Pamela99 3 years ago from United States

The last winter I lived in the north we had a big blizzard in January. Now living in northern Fl, I don't even see snow. I enjoyed you poem and it sure brought back memories. Beautiful poem.


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Wayne Brown 3 years ago from Texas Author

@drbj...I'm with you, Doc. A simple reminder which conjures up a few memories will suffice to get me through the winter. I never did snow ski because I never liked falling down in the snow....something left over from childhood I think! LOL! Thanks much and enjoy that balmy Florida weather....we actually have a light dusting of snow here in Dallas this morning. ~ WB

@Pamela99....I suppose I had a premonition. I got up to let the dogs out at 5AM and the snow was flying here in Arlington, TX. It passed through rather quickly but was quite the surprise for such an early time of winter here....really our first taste. I think it's headed your way! LOL! Thanks much, Pam. ~WB


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dahoglund 3 years ago from Wisconsin Rapids

Not a blizzard but we just had our first snowfall of the season. A little late for Wisconsin really. Snow is nice to look at and we need the moisture after a dry spell last summer. Nature always seems to have mixed blessings. sharing.


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breakfastpop 3 years ago

Simply exquisite!


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Wayne Brown 3 years ago from Texas Author

@dahoglund....A Wisconsin snow of any kind would be a blizzard to me down here in Texas, Don. Good to hear you got the needed moisture. Thanks for the good words and the share. ~WB

@breakfastpop....Good to see ya back! Thanks for the good words! ~WB


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Ruchira 3 years ago from United States

Mother Nature can sometimes be cruel but then man has not stopped to care for her....barter system sure pays off in the end :(

Beautiful description, Wayne.


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Wayne Brown 3 years ago from Texas Author

@Ruchira...Man has always underestimated might and resilence of Mother Nature. She will always win out....thanks much! ~WB


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teaches12345 3 years ago

There is something about watching a storm hit with its winds and fury. I don't mind if I am safe inside, but when outside it's a different story. Your poem is a great reminder of God's work through the storms of life. Excellent!


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Wayne Brown 3 years ago from Texas Author

@teaches12345...Thanks so much. The forces of Mother Nature are a constant reminder of just how small mankind is in the overall universe....and how fragile as well. It is best to find some good even in the bad things. ~WB


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Genna East 3 years ago from Massachusetts, USA

“Could there be anything more tranquil than a blanket of winter snow?

Is there any greater form of quiet? Only God would surely know..”

Yes, and the way the sun and moon glisten on gentles mounds of velvet white…like melted pearls. :-) I so enjoyed this poem…winter is not complete without snow and the promise of all that it holds in the season.


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Wayne Brown 3 years ago from Texas Author

@Genna East...Thanks so much. Glad that I could conjure up that winter snow for you. ~ WB


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Jackie Lynnley 3 years ago from The Beautiful South

This brought me back memories too of a horrible blizzard when I froze under every blanket in the house!

Great job!


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K J Page 3 years ago from Pacific Northwest

What an appropriate poem...a heavy snowstorm descended on the Tanana Valley last night and storm warnings are out through tomorrow...and I gotta go drive into the back country over windy hilly narrow road climbing a ten mile grade - hard chains are mandatory tonight.....2 a.m. departure from downtown and I should be in at the mine by 6....


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Wayne Brown 3 years ago from Texas Author

I remember a Christmas at home with my parents when the temp dropped to zero for about four days. I can never remember being so chilled to the bone even in the house. Down south, zero is off the chart! LOL! Makes you want to build a fire, huh! Thanks much, Jackie. ~WB

@K J Page....Hey, that sounds like a hub in the making. My wife, kids and I were traveling from Washington State one Christmas down to the SF Bay area. We got caught in a white-out up on the pass in northern CA on I-5. We sat there in the southbound lane with hundreds of other cars from 1PM until just after 4 AM the next morning....what an adventure. You be careful, KJ! Thanks much! ~WB


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acaetnna 3 years ago from Guildford

Such stunning, beautiful work Wayne. You have so much talent. Voted up and pressing those buttons too.


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Wayne Brown 3 years ago from Texas Author

@acaetnna....Well, thank you so very much for those great words of encouragement. Poetry, for me, comes only with inspiration, so I cannot always write one at the drop of a hat...at least not anything of serious quality. So glad you enjoyed this one. ~WB


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mizjo 3 years ago from New York City, NY

That picture reminds me of the blizzard of 1996 in New York City -and elsewhere. It was ferocious! There was a lot of absenteeism from work, obviously, and those who had worked the day before stayed on for the next shift while the last night shift found beds anywhere they could in the hospital. I had a dedicated friend who cross-country skied in! The schedulers had explosive headaches for a couple of days.

There have been a couple more snowstorms since then, but now the storms are of the hurricane variety. Give me the snows anytime.

Didn't mean to digress. Just wanted to say I enjoyed your well-crafted poem.


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Wayne Brown 3 years ago from Texas Author

@mizjo....Thank you for that great comment. It adds a dose of realism to the poetry. I am glad that I come bring out those memories for you with this one. Thanks so much for stopping by. ~WB

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