Poetry

Fall

is yawns and

a general

slowing-down of time.

The world is dipped in molasses

and comes out 

stickier

but sweeter than ever before.

And we,

in the world,

It's cold out

it's snowing

falling slowly

steadily

reassuringly

it brings a sense of calm

the world has begun the process of renewing;

once the snow melts

it will be spring

life will return

We watch snow fall like

Watching deer lie like

Watching leaves change like

Watching birds fly like

Watching waves crash like

Watching stars shine

the first snow

always elicits a sense

of wonder

in me

a feeling that

everything is new again

and that the world

is being reborn

entering a new phase

in its annual cycle

of growth

My words don't come

in anything other

than my voice, and

my voice doesn't come

in size-12 Times New Roman;

It comes in butterfly wings and 

cluttered poems and ideas that

You know I think it just struck me I was sitting here reading summer poems tasting raspberry popsicles on my tongue but looking out the window,

 it's snowing out 

and the trees and stone wall and everything,

My favorite season has begun

stark white against the grayish brown of stick season

filling in the gaps between colorful fall and crisp winter

well, fall and winter are both crisp

I am chanting verse 9 of my first aliyah,

a bowl of blackberries and apple cinnamon Cheerios beside me,

fingers twirling the spoon, when -

out the window, there is snow.

SNOW SNOW SNOW SNOW SNOW

ecstatic

excited

ready for winter

eating it from the sky

feeling your socks get soggy and wet and cold as you reach out your chilly arms

it's snow

I'm ready for it

Just hear those sleigh bells jingling, ring tingle tingling too

F F F F F G F-D Bb C D C-A G F-

imitating the human voice with instruments

percussion back there repeatedly hitting the sleigh bells

behind our tired eyes

we see glimmers of hope

sparkle around the edges

of the red white and blue flag

the stars 

are a message of peace yet to come

and as signs are printed

i get tired at school

sometimes.

it's not like i am not interested

it's just when there is yelling

and fights

and darkness in your house

you don't sleep very well

especially when the ghosts