I open my eyes,
To emerge and stir the steady silence that envelopes me.
Walking along this path is like walking in space,
It's as if the sun is creating a black hole,
More and more I speed up,
Catching my heart beat.
I create shadows I'm afraid of,
As I turn corners.
Finally I can see my own outline.
Slowly, I slow,
Feeling the life though-out the forest. Read more »
Another snowy evening
I walk down the holiday lit street
Snowflakes swiftly fall out of the sky and onto my shoulder
I try to catch one with my fur mitten;
It melts immediately before I could even cherish its beauty
I tilt my head back and close my eyes
I catch crystal after crystal,
Melting at the tip of my tongue, dripping onto my chapped lips
Soothing my skin,
Making them soft again
the moon comes out
A pale crescent, shining light
filling the sky with millions of diamonds.
I finally catch one;
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The girl looked left. The girl looked right.
It was in the dead of night.
With her parents gone,
She was rarely calm,
But tonight was without fright.
The moon hung there,
In her hair,
For it was free to do as it pleased
But when she sneezed
it floated back up to hang there.
The girl sat there,
on her chair,
to play with the doll,
not letting her fall,
although she longed for something to call,
to question how this was fair,
Her only possession stared out with dead eyes
And the girl longed for surprise.
This idea randomly popped into my head this morning, and I decided to follow through. My idea was to take two poems, combine them into one, and make every other line the other poem. Then somewhere near the end they would intertwine, and become one.
As the westerly winds
I found myself
and farther away
The blizzard was
I was inside it!
Trillions of little
on the wind.