Snowblind

There: in the distance

Snowfalls, heavier and heavier

Landscapes of solitude, muted

Not by grief but the all-knowing.

What still moves underneath?

As I fell further to thinking

You turned and said:

'Come outside, watch it fall'

Those eyes, those eyes

Recessed through the glass

Bright and visible still

As the hereafter.

Reviews

[Ken e Bujold]

Great read Beano. I absolutely adore the great stand-alone line "What still moves underneath" which opens up the poem and reader's mind to so many great possibilities

Ken e

[Chris Shaw]

The landscaoe can change with heavy snowfall, but it is not permanent. It reminded me of our emotions and how they can change from one state to another. Your poem made me feel sadness, but it will pass just as the melting snow does. Lovely poetry Beano.

Chris