Tuesday, March 31, 2015


Winter's Precipice.


I stand at the edge of 
Winter's Precipice.

 Bone chilling winds keep me from falling,
Over the edge.

You don’t understand!
I want to fall,

Quickly,
Completely
To the bottom.

It’s not my concern to know what awaits me.
I’m too cold to care.

Shoveling
Over and over again,
Making accidental mountains out of snow.
My muscles are exhausted
I have done this too many times.

I am done!

I plead with the Gods;
Stop the snow and ice.

Shivering,
Will my body stop shivering?
If I plunge to the floor of the chasm
At Winter’s Edge,
Will the shivering stop?
Make it stop!

The bitter numbing winds keep me prisoner,
Here,
At edge of Winter.

Snowflakes now cover my entire body.
I forget what warmth feels like.

Suddenly,
The winds stop.

I can Jump!
I really can jump!
So I leap off,
Winter’s precipice,

Cascading downward
Fast and furious,

Falling
Like a snow ball
Hurled in a fight.

CRASHING

Into SPRING.





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