Playing Tag With the Sky

It’s recess
outside my window,
and in the courtyard
first graders
enter a wind tunnel
of sugar snow

blowing off the roof
in bursts
and swirls

like sand
an invisible hourglass—
yet somehow making music—

tumbling over
and over
in a rush 
to join the play. 

Kids freeze—

eyes wide

shrieking in delight

holding out their arms


spinning in slow circles
to catch every kiss
against their skin. 

From inside
I imagine
how it must feel—
the sensory 
of an unexpected game 
of snow tag—


and then
right back up 
blue sky. 
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  1. Morgan

    Your words are pure magic! I can hear their joy in the words “shrieking with delight,” I can see so vividly their mouths and eyes open to this unexpected experience. Oh, and I can tell you are smiling as you write, too!

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  2. jet197

    Just beautiful! You captured the beauty of the snow and the children, together with their movement so perfectly. I loved the personification of the snow when it was rushing to join the game. I like the reminder that poetry is everywhere, in the most everyday of moments.

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