Stormy Weather

A metaphor for pain, inspired by true events

A sideways storm,

alluring from my window.

The snow, flakes like falling corn,

sparked a misty wind, but slowly

 

the spotty flakes fell

from cloud to ground,

each unique, but until

one is found

 

they drop anonymous

as rain, which can’t be

brushed off a scarf, but

soaks anon into clothing.

 

A lonely snow storm

will slow by its own

strength, lay to rest, sore,

born to simmer as summer grows.

Reviews

[Sandra K]

How nice. I have always wanted to live in the snow, so i can exprience a snow storm