For better days.

March 19, 2013 § Leave a comment

On better days,
I could write a dozen metaphors for snow:
How peaceful it looks from a platform, looking out;
how harsh each snowflake feels
as it strikes at your eyelid and cheekbone.
How your your fingers fumble and your feet slip.
How you freeze sometimes;
how you have to keep moving to survive.
And so on, and so on.
But I can only cope with the weight of this night
in plain terms.
I am caught in this snowstorm.
It’s snowing where you are too.
I am desperate now for Spring.


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