So I'm currently taking a poetry class. Now I have to write poems on a weekly basis. Thus far here's my first poem's revised draft. Please give critique, however not too harshly. This assignment was to right about a "favorite moment".
Snow Drifts, swirling down.
Falling. Crashing, upon the ground.
Huddled Together... Struggling for warmth.
Sheltered and coddled,
We three scamper and scoot
Beneath the motherly evergreen.
A breeze brushes past
Feet, hands, fingers, toes.
All tingling, burning, up and down
But still the breeze blows
Softly stealing, siphoning
The heat from around.
Scavengers seethe into the night.
Hunting, prowling, they hun