beautiful, distant

creating faces in the snow while driving through the mountains.. i became attached to her as if she were real - as if i had her friendship to lose

a face in the snow, on the top of the mountain
watches me with a blank expression
eye to eye for miles

she passes by
like a year in a lifetime
like a sound from underwater
a soul in the wind

she seems so near
until the trees begin to wink by on the road
faceless trees, gliding by
becoming all i can see on the road
reminding me that she is far away

her distance is more than physical
her distance is divine

when she emerges again, she has turned away from me
a little further

i miss her, though she is indifferent
i long to make contact with her
i long to put a name to her solemness
but she is gone before i can understand

Reviews

[Coyote Poetry]

Amazing poetry. Your powerful description gave life to the photo. I liked how you use words and thoughts bringing in the reader into deep thoughts of a beautiful place. Thank you for sharing the excellent poetry.
Coyote

[Marina]

thank you! :)

[Coyote Poetry]

You are welcome.

[jacob erin-cilberto]

and i feel this face in the mountain snow is definitely someone that the speaker once knew and cared about deeply...but that person is gone now....still very much missed...

beautifully penned

j.

[Marina]

thank you :)