in the flurry

today was the first snow of the season

I always transfix on the flakes,

wondering which one reminds me the most

of myself,

go into a trance and stare across virgin snow

today my disposition allowed me to think heavy

and my thoughts sank into the snow

like souls into a river during a baptism

when I was baptized the devil was down stream

counting each sin as they tumbled over the stones

some of them would return some time later 

as sins sometimes do

sometimes I was stronger than their temptation

the snow flurry broke and found myself in one of the last flakes

wafting

dropping

before touching, melting, then disappearing 

into a puddle of muddy water

Reviews

[Gypsy Warrior Queen]

Hmm will be back later for dicussion

[jacob erin-cilberto]

the muddy water, not where we want to disappear...but the current will carry our souls as it will...and those snowflakes will fall, as life does---either disappearing on the way down, falling softly, or pelting the ground hard...but that heavy disposition will certainly weigh down that last flake, so hopefully we can recover our sense of humor and fall softly.

j.