View From My Window

[dukealien]

View From My Window

As white disguises greenery
with frozenness, below,
a silent change of scenery
blows in with the snow.

This is delightful - puts me in mind of a recent quote from a poet (which I have not been able to re-find) to the effect that people desperately want rhymes but we refuse them.

"[B]elow" is just a bit forced and jarring - to what does it refer?  And though I can't think of a good construction that would preserve the metric scheme in the last line, it might be out there - "infiltrates," for example, in place of "blows in," would fit but is obviously inferior.  As is, the missing first beat works well enough - a caught breath for the wind, as it were.

Quite nice.