Poem Challenge

Falling, drifting, sparkling, covering the ground like a white blanket, burning, stinging, biting into your flesh, an icy storm, raging across the mountain.

(Challenge to write imagery to go with the above poem, author is unknown. )

Free fall, drifting along the currents, sun reflection so bright

covering the ground like a white blanket, my parachute opens

burning, stinging hot pin points of pain as I land on rocks

biting into your flesh, teeth so sharp they leave their mark,

an icy storm, so frigid the fingers of cold laces my arms,

raging across the mountain, I am lost.

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