18 June 2017

snowy || an poem

Snow to match the poem-- I took this the same day the photo was made.

"It is snowing."

Outside, puffs of white swoon in the air
elegantly in the duration of the waxing snores.
I am snuggled under the safety of warm blankets,
two pillows, sock-free toes.
It must be really beautiful outside. 
Wish I could see it.

"It just is more shoveling for me /
But is beautiful /
Quietly falling all around . . ."

Shoveling? This
leads to recollections of old discussions:
driveways, ice cream, remote start for cars.
None of the above induced a terrifying sensation
so potent as the conversation we are having.

When did you become so poetic,
salvaging every piece of your weary spirit
to produce such words?
This tenderness, the softness of the flake
this is much unlike you.
I am scared of what this may mean,
but I won't tell you this aloud.

This is shoveling:
Shoveling just means a bigger pile 
to get snowballs from and a wall 
to protect yourself.
I wish I could be outside. Agree?

"It's really cold."

Funny.
In our days as innocent 
as the white Narnian banks,
Frost sat in our hands, humming in
nature's cadence of a man returning home.
You anchored yourself to rationality.
I grasp your hand as I soar in imagination.

Yes, it may be cold, but...
It's worth being here.
And hey, warm evenings just reading late 
(or just talking with you)
into the night as snow falls 
isn't as appreciated without knowing 
how cold it is outside.
Good night, friend.

“Good night.”

Because with you, I am warm.

--

An old poem from several months ago, for practice and contemplation.

Hello, everyone! Yes, I know it's not winter, but there are reasons for sharing this poem. It's that time of year again-- by the time you've read this, I will have arrived at my vacation destination, and will be gone for some time. I'm going to try my best to keep up with responding to comments, but please do not be shocked if I disappear for a week or so without connecting. I'll be back soon!

10 comments:

  1. This is a sweet poem and have loads of fun!!!!!!
    x Skye // A little inkling // http://alittleinklings.blogspot.co.nz/

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  2. This is such a beautiful poem!

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  3. WELL HELLO. For some reason, I have not checked out your blog yet, BUT HERE I AM. I must say, it is amazing. :D

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  4. I love this poem so much!

    - Fifi
    beyondthedysphoria.blogspot.com

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  5. Such a beautiful, atmospheric poem <3 I WISH I could live somewhere where it snowed!! I love the cold so much and snow always looks so gorgeous in photos :(

    Lovely poem, Abby :)

    Amy @ A Magical World Of Words

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  6. aww this makes me miss the colder weather! <3

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  7. Gosh I love this so much. It's perfect, Abby. <3

    I hope you have an absolutely wonderful trip!

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  8. This was amazing. So beautifully written. x Nikita

    BLOG//Jasmine Loves

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  9. Lovely poem. I really like how you included moments and bits of memory - it gives the reader a warm feeling (ironically). :)

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