Snowstorm

Snowstorm
Haven’t been here for a while,
Life turned crazy for a bit,
Like those plastic snowstorms you can buy at Christmas,
Shaking in your child-sized fist,
Making the snow swirl in an improbable way round Mary and Joseph on their journey.
Seemed like someone shook my snow-globe,
The Universe. Or God.
Causing confusion to swirl in an unpredictable way around me on my journey,
Blurring the signs along the way,
Making me wait, making me wait,
Life turned crazy for a while,
But sit it out. Bide your time. 
It’ll clear. And the path will reappear.
Copyright © | Year Posted 2018

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Bangalee Avatar
January 31, 2019 at 10:45 PM
someone shook my snow-globe and maybe its the Universe Or God!/// wonderful poem
Alexander Avatar
February 2, 2019 at 1:41 AM
Thank you Mahtab. I appreciate all the positive comments from my fellow poetry soupers.
Roper Avatar
January 31, 2019 at 10:34 AM
Great imagery, Deborah. eve
Alexander Avatar
February 2, 2019 at 1:42 AM
Thank you Eve. I'm enjoying reading your poems too.
Alexander Avatar
June 9, 2018 at 5:27 AM
Thanks for the comment, Cheryl. Poetry certainly helps when life turns tricky.
Hoffman Avatar
June 6, 2018 at 8:02 AM
A wonderful snow globe write (love the metaphor!) about feelings of confusion Deborah; glad you will see your path reappear!~Che :)
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