Icing Sugar

Melancholy for the coming Winter season.

A light dusting

Like powder sugar

Covers the sidewalks

As I step out.

Slipping

With the first step

On the freshly fallen snow

Into the nighttime air.

A sad longing

Fills my soul

At this sight.

Wanting to cry

Tears of sorrow

At what has been

Taken from me.

My sense of joy

Left frozen

By the roadside.

Covered

In layers of slush

From passing vehicles

Driving by.

As the temperature

Drops below zero

Once more.

Trapping me

Inside this icy prison

Until the next thaw.

Reviews

[Lyn Anderson]

Another stunning piece that strikes to the heart of depression.

[therisa]

Thanks KL. Just wish, I didn't know what depression is.

[willweb]

Therisa, what can we do to make you smile my friend? This was a wonderful piece except the theme was a cold as any winter I have experienced.

[therisa]

Will, no one can offer, what I want, short of a complete body transplant. And that's not happening any time soon. Honestly, from late October to Mid March, are my dark months, despite the fact, I was born, in February. I want to see the sun, on a daily basis, with 20 C highs.

[willweb]

Therisa, that is a half a year long...come on, let's figure out how to shorten it...one month at a time.

[therisa]

Will, this time of year, has always been, a period of depression, for me, even as a kid. Doesn't help some of my more violent abuse, happened, during this time. I don't even want to talk about Christmas. Besides, gray skies grow old fast.

[willweb]

Hey, there is no law against pulling a few pages out of the calendar an tossing them away. Hey look, I think it's April...that's what my calendar reads.

[therisa]

Lol. Nice try, Will. Seriously, some of world's best literature was written by authors, who suffered from depression.

[willweb]

I know Therisa, I really am not trying to make light of the situation...just trying to spark a little smile in the darkness.

[therisa]

You succeed, Will. Just some times, my past colours the present, especially on those nights, I can't sleep, as a result of my PTSD.

[willweb]

PTSD - Push Today's Sorrows Down...just saying.

[therisa]

Some days.

[Emily?]

I love how you have this specific perspective on how you express your feelings. Something as little as snow, and you've turned it into a powerful experience through words. Really great job !

[therisa]

Thank you, Emily. Just wrote, what felt right, to me, as an intuitive writer.