I’m not ready yet

the snow came in early October

pushing the yellows and oranges

onto streets

down to the cold concrete

the sun hid behind gray clouds

and Autumn was nowhere to be found

with so much of Winter

all around.

 

Stillness

Rain drops distort the flickering lights outside my window to a somber blur

The stillness finds me restless

But the silence doesn’t move me to speak

and break the serenity I feel in this moment,

under the covers

Hiding from everyone but me

 

Slipping deeper into myself,

I search the corners of my heart and mind

Not for answers

Not for questions

But for a statement that will enlighten me

Where so many others have failed

 

Some days I am my own greatest companion

My body and mind know what to do to give me pleasure

And in this stillness

I cherish the thoughts I keep unshared-

Secrets are so delectable.

Snow

The snow fell like salt,

seasoning the world with the wishes made by those who still believe in wishes

I looked up at the tiny slice of sky visible from my chair

not knowing why or what my heart wanted to say

paralyzed by the indescribable

I anticipated the new to makes all things new

and not merely replace one misery for another

no wishes whispered,

but desires scribbled on a lined piece of paper

memorializing my grand gesture of hope

that good things come to those who fight for them.

The snow stopped falling

But I still felt ice cold in my prison of theories and calculated logic.