Accursed Whiteness

I hate snow... by Katozo
I hate snow… by Katozo

Accursed Whiteness

Not so timely
first snow in fall
last night fell
thawed and froze
Black ice morning
confronts commuters
Timely in that
I missed the sights
dreaming the night away
codling better days
when you were still here
I hate the snow
It has to know
tries to get a rise
out of me
it won you see
I curse the whiteness
no desire for the timeless
winter wonderland
anymore
Betrayed in the worst way
the umbilical cord
permanently severed
all but erased
until my children are faced
with the timeless design
of parental demise
More reason to hate
the wretched snow
I know
dragged you
mentally kicking and screaming
away from us
I hate that my children must know
this unyielding pain
lonely and lost
any age, no matter
Mother, Father
a piece of soul
flies away

© LTM 11/11/14

2014 November PAD Chapbook Challenge: Day 11

The Sound of Moonlight in Winter

winterBlue Moonlight by const7
winterBlue Moonlight
by const7

The Sound of Moonlight in Winter

In the crisp, cold air under pale moonlight,
I hear your cries through the long, dark night.
Screeching screaming snowblind fright
hallowed by holy dreams of flight
for the children that you left behind,
for the lover waiting down the aisle,
for the furry angels at home alone,
for the grace of God to you now known,
for all the friends and family ties
that forever to that day will bind
thoughts of missing who you were
to memories of a time obscured.

And I still hear you calling out
every night my fate is dealt
in nightmares by Orion’s Belt
the moonlight singing, words unspelt.
Echoes lonely though you cry
a misty rain from heaven’s high
it’s cold and snowfall taps my eyes
I want to see you one last time

alive.

Thunder pounds inside my chest
I try to lie in peace-like rest
with tunnel vision from the past
to future-forward days at last
I reckon, beckon to a shadow’s ride
the night the snow whispered you’d died.
The sound, that sound, moonlight in Winter
haunts my restless soul in ember
to turn and walk away
from ghosts and dreams and childish play…

I pray

to silence those frozen beams of light.

© LTM 09/15/14

Dead of Winter

Dead of Winter by revande
Dead of Winter
by revande

Dead of Winter

School’s out
flakes are falling
each a different glow
blowing on the wind
drifting in the cold
sprinkles on the earth
like sugar cookie dough
before the summer bake
snow cream for tomorrow
after collecting in a bowl
the frozen tears of heaven
for joy and sorrow
look the same
snow-blind in the mirror
the element of water
a trip into the past
youth will grow the future
with a present yet unknown
but known in hindsight
as don’t let go
don’t go

I used to love the snow…

© 1/16/14