Visual Poetry Prompt: Naked (a winter poem)

We’ve all been there, sitting with pen in hand, waiting for a poem to arrive. Poetry prompts are a great way to get the juices flowing on those inevitable days when a poem doesn’t show up.

When I saw this picture, it reminded me of growing up in Utah. Watching the Wasatch mountains turn a brilliant shade of autumn, leaving naked trees to be blanketed by snow. We always had the most beautiful snowstorms! I now live in Northern California’s wine country and although I’m a summer girl, sometimes I like to take a drive up to the Sierra mountains and say hello to that old friend, snow. (Photo, with thanks, by Tim Gouw),

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