03-22-2026, 08:22 PM
Kaleidoscopic Antarctica
The Antarctic snow is not white,
an old impressionist painted it
a swirling multitude of hues.
Snow here shimmers silver and swims
the deepest blues of the ocean.
Holds a paper tissue green leaf
from a sycamore in mid spring,
a summers rose of golden peach
in the dawn's scintillating rays.
Snow is a canvas reflecting
nature's kaleidoscopic light.
Monet painted our blood red sun
that bounces off the horizon
in 'autumn' haze and casts shadows
long into the cold winter night.
The Antarctic snow is not white.
The Antarctic snow is not white,
an old impressionist painted it
a swirling multitude of hues.
Snow here shimmers silver and swims
the deepest blues of the ocean.
Holds a paper tissue green leaf
from a sycamore in mid spring,
a summers rose of golden peach
in the dawn's scintillating rays.
Snow is a canvas reflecting
nature's kaleidoscopic light.
Monet painted our blood red sun
that bounces off the horizon
in 'autumn' haze and casts shadows
long into the cold winter night.
The Antarctic snow is not white.
wae aye man ye radgie