COLDER

 Image result for cold winter Silken snow falls in layers,

one day to the next.

Like the thoughts we think,

in small white packages.

Never quite the same,

They keep on drifting,

from some unknown place,

landing on your face,

like a small shock

A memory you can’t erase.

Then finally melting away,

leaving a place for the next –

Thought.

Snowflake.

Same thing.

Both come and go,

Leaving very little impression,

Upon the world.

Alone in a shaft of light,

that begs your rapt attention,

Awaiting as always that one solitary bird,

Who ahead of nature’s schedule,

Sobs out a hopeful spring song,

Announcing the foggy possibility,

that life will continue,

Even after you have frozen to death,

and the world has long ago,

giving you up for dead.

Something solidified and now,

not so easily identified,

is you

Left wondering on the side of the road.

Can your tears melt the crust,

of the life left hanging from your unwilling skin?

Leave yourself in your own dust,

standing on the aside of the road,

Unwilling to feel the harsh sun,

once again upon your skin.

The warmth makes the cold

Feel much colder.

Silken snow comes in layers,

one day to the next,

Like thinking thoughts,

in small white packages,

that never come again twice,

Relentlessly drifting,

from some unknown place,

landing on your face,

Then finally melting away,

 

Advertisements

Please leave your thoughts and feedback

Fill in your details below or click an icon to log in:

WordPress.com Logo

You are commenting using your WordPress.com account. Log Out / Change )

Twitter picture

You are commenting using your Twitter account. Log Out / Change )

Facebook photo

You are commenting using your Facebook account. Log Out / Change )

Google+ photo

You are commenting using your Google+ account. Log Out / Change )

Connecting to %s