Winter Wonderland

I am sitting looking out the window onto the North Carolina landscape, and it is snow covered and beautiful. White Christmas...didn't happen til a bit later in the day, but they got one down here-which is far from usual. It made it special, kind of picturesque. I have some time off so we will be here for a few days...just chillin with the family. It is a good thing to get out of the city for a minute, away from the hustle and bustle.

midnight

I should be asleep right now, laying down and resting these weary bones...but I am here. Looking into the night through nouns and verbs...not wanting to address the issues of the day but just wanting to free flow-allow thoughts to travel until they decide to stop. The beauty and ability of the written word...

She carries the universe in her womb

life of the great generation to come

comes from within her person

she is deserving of more than gratitude

perhaps praise

for mankind cannot survive without

she

yet more often than not she is not valued

as the anchor of our society

Queen

should be her name

Cold

as a December morning

was her stare into the distance

a witness of too many trials to

testify

she rather cry waterless tears in the wee

hours as the whistle

of the wind pierces her solitude

hadn't thought of him

since the springtime of some

years before

now his mental presence weighs heavily,

leaving tracks in her mind

like footprints on soft soil

seems her soul seasoned with lackluster

bits and pieces of promises

unkept

heart filled with remnants of dreams

developed in a dark room

and exposed to light too fast

exposed too fast-

still first memory of he

a first

illuminating innocence lost

almost...

light in a space less lit

hidden from the present

by time...

and a silent wish to negate

all memories

to remain...simply

cold

as a December morning