pondering

If life is full of the little things

like skating on smooth black ice and laughing with a friend

then I have nothing to look forward to

because there is good in every day.

It could come around the corner, or maybe not till next year

might be next week, or next minute

but it will be there.

If life is full of the little things, then what role do the big things play?

They are the life changers, the world shakers

that allow for the moment's joy.

Protest so the little things keep occurring

and shout so the laughter won't stop.

I can be happy with a moment

knowing my time will come

to make

a difference.

wildcat

VT

16 years old

Poetry

By wildcat

The Moon

The moon whispers
Oh so quietly, yet
It is louder than all else
Its words wind through the frozen trees and dance across the sparkling snow, the forest still but for its wavering reminder that

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Poetry

By wildcat

alive

The stars are reflected in the glimmer of the headlamp's light on the snow
And the air is frozen-- it feels like the sensation of holding your hand under water so burning hot that
it begins to feel cold
somehow.

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Poetry

By wildcat

November

A day as grey as
the clouds above it
And the hills, which have changed from green to orange to purple to a deepest blue in the fading light
with a few bursts of yellow from the beech trees, holding on in their marcescence

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